Last Fight
How many bones must break for you to sight?
Strong mind came withered and has lifted far,
you should not be scared to lose this last fight.
Who are you to figure that you had might?
Like childhood games that have gotten you scars...
How many bones must break for you to sight.
And yet all this wisdom has given fright;
Empty bottles always shatter in bars.
You should not be scared to lose this last fight.
Freedom, that is flowing high like a kite,
could not help you pull away from this tar.
How many bones must break for you to sight.
Grasping the past when you should bare the light,
don't dwindle to leave your ashes in war,
you should not be scared to lose this last fight.
Just give in to peace and throw away spite,
not many hours on this one bright star...
How many bones must break for you to sight,
you should not be scared to lose this last fight!
Copyright © Jessica Arteaga | Year Posted 2010
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