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Still breathing, unfortunately I feel cold As if I was in the ground It haunts me These atrocious nightmares My eternal soul’s scar As I look to my right Cold skies stare back menacingly And to my left The shadows call me I don’t know where to go And I don’t know how to live A flame beckons to me A light pulls me in And I have this choice to make How will I move on Past the grave of life? We were already dying Since we began life Now I’m sick of laying In my grave of strife And I’ll take your life once again Always in death is the time I spend Until I find a grave of my own © 2003
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Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 2:28 PM UTC
My Grave for Your Life
Still breathing, unfortunately I feel cold As if I was in the ground It haunts me These atrocious nightmares My eternal soul’s scar As I look to my right Cold skies stare back menacingly And to my left The shadows call me I don’t know where to go And I don’t know how to live A flame beckons to me A light pulls me in And I have this choice to make How will I move on Past the grave of life? We were already dying Since we began life Now I’m sick of laying In my grave of strife And I’ll take your life once again Always in death is the time I spend Until I find a grave of my own © 2003
neal-emanuelson
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Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 2:28 PM UTC
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