6-28-12
Watching myself from behind
Chasing words on the front
Dieing on the the rear
But my life is going along
Shots of death inside
Life escaped outside
I wonder where we would have
been
If we chose our paths w/out a
bend
Boring life the straightest road
Midnight holds the great
unknown
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