Monday, December 6, 2010

The Rush That Pulls You Down

And if you want to leave me
Leave now.

And if you try to hurt me,
Hurt me now.

But I have guards encircling me before I hit the ground.

And if you want to run,
You better start now.

This is as alive as you're going to get.
With every breath, withdraw what needs to be gone.

You aren't lost,
You just don't see the way out.

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