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Contributed by 4n0nym0u584 on Friday, 30th October 2009 @ 02:48:27 AM in AEST
Topic: anguished

Running through the night, Your heart is pounding
People chasing me, I'm out of breath
Where do I run to, Which way is right
I feel death is upon me, Trembling in fright
You could hide in the woods, let the people go by
No someone is waiting, I can see their light
You trip on a rock, fell to the ground
I'm scared it's dark, moon's laughing behind the clouds
Climb up a tree wait for the people to leave
I can still hear there voices, carried on the breeze
Is this my new life now, is this a dream
Will I always be running and hiding from things

Clouds moving together, it's starting to rain
The lightening's your fear, the thunders your pain
Looking up at the sky spinning around in play
Rains hiding your tears as the drops hit your face
I'm cold and wet I need to dry
The distance a fire, glowing in the night

Watching the blue flames, creeping through the coals
This is me in your mind, warming your soul
As you lay in your new bed, hearts beating slow
Your breathing is now shallow, your eyes are now closed
Your body seems lifeless rarely does it move
Eyes side to side, That's all I can do
I'm a part of your mind you chose to ignore
As dreams are created, your mind I explore

Your standing on a ledge, up high in the sky
For I am the thought, of you taking flight
Wind pushes behind you, your free falling down
Not a care in the world, flying around
I let you go, you start to scream
Closer to the ground, crashing through the trees
You awake in a sweat, trying to remember your dream
I control the thought that hides what you've seen
Sometimes you hate me for I do
But these are the thoughts you choose not to view.

Copyright © 4n0nym0u584 ... [ 2009-10-30 02:48:27]
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