Last Piece of Me

October 31, 2011
Living in this reverie, makes it really hard to see.
No distance from the window, I'm clI'mbing over me.
While "canter" rUNs my mind,
I think of what they'll find:
Me lying on the pavement,
Twisted, UNalive.

Chorus: Your left with,
the last piece of me.
Memories ending.
How are you supposed to breathe?
I'm fading, drifting away.
I know you'll always be sorry
But you can let me go.
Don't leave this patch UN-sewed.

The life of mine is ending.
Over me your standing,
Closer than you would.
I never knew you ever could.
While "dolor" pulls you down,
You remember what you foUNd:
me lying on the pavement
gliding to the clouds.


When you follow through,
I'll be guiding you.
You don't have to stay.
It was made to end this way.

Your left with,
this last piece of me
Memories gone.
And now you cannot breathe.


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Toran said...
Dec. 12, 2011 at 8:42 am

Well I like it.... I some way.... It really puts itself in someone elses shoes... Great job!


RashidaR replied...
Dec. 22, 2011 at 2:17 pm
Thankyou! If it's true that you've commented on a few of my articles, I want to say thankyou so much. If I'm wrong, sorry I must be hallucinating...haha....uuuuummmm bye, now....I guess!
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