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Nov 2012
On a raft in the middle of the ocean
walking alone and dehydrated in the desert
lost and hungry in the wilderness
friends in the skies in the images of clouds
inspiring memories but nothing on which I can feast
tears too salty to quench my thirst
try to speak but i just weep
try to put energy into my feet
I loved you all but this is so hard
I want so **** bad to survive
Can't anyone see I'm barely alive?
Questioning why I should even try?
Tears dried in the heat of the sun
Years ago I stopped having fun
******* I'm just so
I'm just so done
Drifting on a raft
in the middle of an ocean
of my own bitter tears
they can't hydrate me
can anyone revive me?
Can I survive being me?
I thought I knew reality
If this is life then it's death to me
Cause there aint even one breath left in me
Can I redeem what's left of me?
Starving for an epiphany
I just hope you all remember me
as this planet dismembers me
as I succumb to being me
praying for a new me
David P
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   Charlie B and Laurie Fisher
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