Family, Unfinished
It never lasts nearly as long as
it should
When it crashes down like a
house of cards
And there's a million hammers
hitting your skull
And it's all you can do not to
scream
Like you're the only one left on
earth
As if you were the only one
graced with a brain
That even though your mind is
faster, you don't count.
Copyright © Alex W. | Year Posted 2012
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