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Jan 2011
I'd rather drown.

I've never been one for fire,
but
I'll let you light me up
my guard is down
but
my blinds are shut
I'm starting to realize

I don't know what I want
I need a new outlet
because
I'm hurting
I'm spinning
like the heat waves trickling across
so black
tar
like
burning
I'm
Flames
and
Ashes
Bits of dust across a beaten path that has seen
Better days
see
I'm starving to
decay
I'm starting to
burn,
bones
brittle
O'
-V
Written by
VESebestyen
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   lanie
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