Sunday, January 6, 2013

Pinch It Short

Barely breathing, clinging to life
Wondering what it'd be like
To give up this fight
Feels like I've lost sight

Pain has consumed me
Eating me alive!
Either the weather is changing
Or it is just my time

The clock must be ticking
With these memories haunting
If only I could break free
From this curse cast upon me

Every story has a tail
Every soul has a tale

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