almost

catefrancescatefrances Posts: 29,003
edited October 2007 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
she doesn't know what it is she wants
she doesn't know what it is she needs
every breath she takes
every tear she cries
every drop she bleeds
she doesn't know where to go
doesn't know where the path will lead
she's making up her mind to go
and no one can beg her to stay
trapped inside a well worn cage
if only she could fly
instead she digs her own grave
doesn't matter what it is she wants
doesn't matter what it is she needs
take her last breath
wipe away her dry tears
cut her flesh clean
just to watch her heart bleed.
hear my name
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
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