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Dry Riverbed

Circles form the stream Reflecting me But the waterfall I see Ascends the lonely breeze Intentions of a ghost Take from me This dead and dying host Please just take me home The thunder, rain and dust All I see Intentions, pain and lust Lost and refusing trust Standing strong but still alone Bleeding me Attempting life before I know My dying heart will grow Circles take my eyes Breathe through me Condescending, dying lies Numb before I will despise Fateful rivers and denial

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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