Beat My Ass I'M Not Dead
I've been kicked in the gutter till my teeth were part of my head
My soul is so tarnished , I think I'm an alien
I dream about water with thirst abound
Being a drug addict would be a step up in my world
My childish nature is what I thrive on
Yet I find life so beautiful, The smell of roses always in the air
My absolute love of nature makes me cry
I love you
I love you
I cry out to the world don't feel my pain
It is you who are in pain , For you don't understand
My feet are the wind
Some say that is a given
I say give
Some say it is written
I say speak
For the true inheritance of life will come to the weak
Copyright © Christopher Remele | Year Posted 2014
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