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Diving

Dying words and puzzled minds Dying for our riddled times Screaming years spent causing crime Screaming rules that couldn’t find Human reason’s full of fear Humankind still hides its tears Indulge this hate before you die Indulgence lies but it’s worse to try Proclaim a war over the swings Growing up in hatreds wings Proclaim you won when we all lost We’re fighting good and counting cost I’m not the one to stand and fight I’m lost in reason, afraid of light I’m not the one to help you see Whatever follows is for me I cannot rise up from my grave I’m just the ghost that seeks and craves Unfinished business with myself The title comes with a touch of hell “Must believe I’m the cause of why I fell” My will to breathe will never go Until I’m the one that fails to know Reasons for having a living soul These reasons live inside the hole I look inside and feel the snow I see some light and I follow I just wrote what has to come Spinning around is so much fun

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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