September 26, 2011
By Peyton Beard BRONZE, Dover, Delaware
Peyton Beard BRONZE, Dover, Delaware
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Glass hills filled the sky that night
Listen to your lips quiver, then shatter
and take refuge in your medicine.
Without it, they'll take your pride away with your pearls.
Confessions of a deadly weapon;
Take it back if you can't get by.
Poison drenched my open wounds,
Taking a piece of me each time you went away until there

Take your chemicals to your grave
and hide from the gallows.
Go ahead! Fall asleep...
God knows you'll never wake up.
I try to talk to shadows,
the ones you left behind.
Are you gonna answer me?
Read between the lines.
PASSION is dead.
The life you bled is drowning in your pity.
I've seen it all.
Is this my last breath?

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