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I feel like people are the wind They pass by and I really don’t mind Though I stand here with this sign My eye off in the distance I don’t even try Someone drops a bill I don’t check to see Is it pride that keeps my gaze? I wish the rain would fall I used to have But I lost They said make a move Roll the dice Its better to have tried Now its better to have died In these moments of sober thought I have these thoughts How can someone who has Parallel my grief? Yet we share Every stone hits the same rock Bottom Is there always a bottom? Or is that just another trap door People are the wind As they pass by I sink into my bones Its so easy to not move To not cry To feel To see To think I hold a sign Because what else would I do? Sit on a bench? Sleep under a tree? People are the wind
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Aug 18, 2016
Aug 18, 2016 at 8:46 PM UTC
People are the wind
I feel like people are the wind They pass by and I really don’t mind Though I stand here with this sign My eye off in the distance I don’t even try Someone drops a bill I don’t check to see Is it pride that keeps my gaze? I wish the rain would fall I used to have But I lost They said make a move Roll the dice Its better to have tried Now its better to have died In these moments of sober thought I have these thoughts How can someone who has Parallel my grief? Yet we share Every stone hits the same rock Bottom Is there always a bottom? Or is that just another trap door People are the wind As they pass by I sink into my bones Its so easy to not move To not cry To feel To see To think I hold a sign Because what else would I do? Sit on a bench? Sleep under a tree? People are the wind
jerry-fox
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Aug 18, 2016
Aug 18, 2016 at 8:46 PM UTC
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