August 7, 2012
By Sparrow GOLD, Englewood, Tennessee
Sparrow GOLD, Englewood, Tennessee
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Favorite Quote:
Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen.
- Leonardo da Vinci

Keeping time to my broken heart beats

Pointless to my beaten body
Scared to breath in this cold toxic air

Poison to my small hollow lungs
Remembering what all we had

Painful to my wide fragile mind
Holding onto the memories now

Perfect in my open reaching arms
Knowing there is no escape from it

Praying in my own little world

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dezzy R. said...
on Aug. 8 2012 at 9:26 am
i love this cuz i can relate <3 :)


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