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Fear

While I'm here

While I can see

With the world surrounding

Me as I'm free

 

The weight

Is becoming too much

The air

Is becoming too thin

As I stare

It's your face I see

Growing

Growing in me

 

Climbing

Forever climbing

'Till we get to the top

I can feel

All the brids in the air

And it's getting

It's getting too much

 

Dramtic as it is

It's still not enough

Look at me

Stare at me

Tell me I'm dead

 

**YOU CAN'T SEE WHAT I SEE

YOU CAN'T FEEL WHAT'S INSIDE

YOU CAN TRY TO SAVE ME

BUT YOU'LL NEVER SUCCEED**

 

Don't

Don't open the door

On the other side

Is more than you bargained for

Just leave me

Alone in this field

This entire melencholy

Is the next harvest's yield

 

JUST GO

Leave me alone

But please leave the door

Slightly ajar

Although the darkness is welcoming

All though it's embrace is tight

I still need the comfort

Of soft morning's light

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joey-mcnamara
English
Published
Dec 28, 2013
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