Sunday, September 11, 2011

Dropping

Stolen dream
Unachieved.

All the red
I best believed.

Trying and failing.
Cause living = dying.

Pain hurts more than happiness heals.

The pains echo,
leaving smiles drowned.

This is not my home.
I refuse to be..owned.

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