fuck fear

acrossssSsssshittt
acrossssSsssshittt Posts: 1,014
edited August 2013 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
it's never us who wish to fall, but it's always we
who fall
I don't believe I could ever face
a face like yours and it's not in love
that we fall

on a lone road is where the wild birds
roar, it's been so long
my God
You are cold
and it's only
8 'o clock
this
is what we're afraid of

when You cry
is when we do not call
our names are engraved
before we turn to stone
if truth be told
I'm already sold

this
is what I'm afraid of
...because our names
live long

God
would you know your name
if we called?
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