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Echos
Contributed by
gurlg0newr0ng
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Wednesday, 4th October 2006 @ 02:10:24 AM in AEST
Topic:
drugabuse
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These demons are real, and no doubt they're alive
feeding on your brain, leave no pain inside
you always chose to run, always chose to hide
leaving me against this evil alone, for you I fight
iced over fields, no harvest to reap
no time for smiles, only time to weep
I need something worthy to keep
deeper the poison seeps into your veins, but I am the one who bleeds
Your deep sea of blue eyes, gone dry
you only crash and burn everytime you try to fly
I look so young, but I feel so much older
I never rest, cause your never sober
Echos inside of me, empty inside of you
Bruises inside of me, bruises all over you
I can't live your life, I am barley surviving mine
Echos inside of me, telling me that it's time to let this die.
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Re: Echos
(User Rating: 1 ) by Sproglet on
Wednesday, 4th October 2006 @ 06:33:30 AM AEST (User
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I liked the imagery in this. Especially the last stanza, really struck a chord. Favourite line has to be "I can't live your life, I am barely surviving mine".
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