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Sep 2013
That's you out there,
completely exposed,
lying sprawled across the double yellow line,
trying to keep it all together,
but you've already lost control,
your eyes are empty,
they lost their light,
I can see the dismay,
what are you doing to fill the void?
The cars may come,
their lights will shine,
they won't stop to help,
they won't see you,
it's too dark and so are you,
their tires will crush your body,
you won't be able to take the weight
and then you will be nothing.
You can't just lie there hoping it will change,
get up, move,
it's your life,
don't let it waste away.
Elise
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Elise  NYC
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