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Joe Hill May 2010
watching them fly by

thoughts and dreams of following

yank at your thick chains
Joe Hill Apr 2010
20
The mind is a rebel,
but also a tyrrant.
Take yourself down,
or be enslaved.
Joe Hill Apr 2010
19
you take my breath
with those wide hazel eyes
your hand is in mine
my heart beats faster
our bodies touch
my heart beats faster
our lips join
time stops
Joe Hill Apr 2010
out
and
about
nothing
nothing
nothing here
nothing there
outside my home is
nothing
nothing
go home
home
inside my home is
nothing
nothing
nothing here
nothing there
all round myself is
nothing
Joe Hill Apr 2010
17
alienate me
make me a stranger
to guiltlessly hate me
when i turn away
Joe Hill Apr 2010
melting away
constantly bubbling
boiling down
concience is fumbling
dripping so fast
mindlessly mumbling
waiting for someone to open the door

losing my sight
cant stop my stumbling
caught in a daze
dizzy from tumbling
all alone now
body is crumbling
no one to help me get up off the floor
Joe Hill Apr 2010
paralized, my eyes are wide
searching for the other side
I see them there, I stop and stare
but what's the point? they'll never care
with backs to me, they just can't see
the pain that dwells inside of me
my hands are numb, my tongue is dumb
the rains were gone, but now they come
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