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April 17, 2011
By H.maajor BRONZE, Lewiston, Idaho
H.maajor BRONZE, Lewiston, Idaho
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Favorite Quote:
Did you expect it all to stop, at the wave of your hand?
Like the sun's just going to drop, if it's night you demand
Well in the dark we're just air, so the house might dissolve
But once we are gone who's gonna care, if we were ever here at all
Well summer's going to come, it's gonna cloud our eyes again
No need to focus when there's nothing that's worth seeing
So we trade liquor for blood, in an attempt to tip the scales
I think you lost what you loved, in that mess of details
They seemed so important at the time
But now you can't even recall, any of the names, faces, or lines.
It's more the feeling of it all, well
Winter is going to end, I'm going to clean these veins again.
So close to dying that I finally can start living

Every night I free my mind, to the outside light
Watching planes pass by, through the heart of the sky
Thinking this is my moment, for life
The one opportunity I got,
To be anything I want, to seize everything I need
But like everyone, it’s the exact same differently
As we fall into place so easily, we lose ourselves so aimlessly.
Truth’s place in our heart becomes space less
When you find yourself in a foreign place
With a simple state of mind, oblivious
To the strife you’ve created.
And you say you’re taking the scenic route
As you feel yourself drowning, so deep in doubt
Of what could have been
But you lost it.

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