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I See It
The rising moon
The crashing waves
Take me away from this desolate place
A sinner could never be a winner
I'm no survivor
I'm just tired
I'll die in the dark
With my black heart
And cold eyes
I was dropped her
Because of my young disguise
The dancing trees
Settling in the cold yet mesmerizing wind
The constant chills of hard times
Just wanting you to let them win
The water is toxic
Worse than my touch
I'd die if I drank any
But a drunk is a drunk
Leading the worse to the water
In a dysfunctional order
I cover my eyes
Close my mouth
I'm trying to save myself
But don't know how
Between sirens and ghosts
The thing that terrifies me the most
Is my imagination
The crashing waves
Take me away from this desolate place
A sinner could never be a winner
I'm no survivor
I'm just tired
I'll die in the dark
With my black heart
And cold eyes
I was dropped her
Because of my young disguise
The dancing trees
Settling in the cold yet mesmerizing wind
The constant chills of hard times
Just wanting you to let them win
The water is toxic
Worse than my touch
I'd die if I drank any
But a drunk is a drunk
Leading the worse to the water
In a dysfunctional order
I cover my eyes
Close my mouth
I'm trying to save myself
But don't know how
Between sirens and ghosts
The thing that terrifies me the most
Is my imagination
Published 27th Nov 2013
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27th Nov 2013 8:39pm
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