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Haven't wrote anything in months, this is just a quickie.

Buried

As stars collide
I watch the sky.
Dust rains down
And we all drown

I fall to my knees
and grab the dirt.
I clench my fists.
life, there’s no guarantee

I mold to your words
and change my beliefs,
but every single day
I deal with my grief.

I know you’re trying to help,
but you’re tying me to sleep,
the only thing that lets me escape
from all that I hate about me.
Last edited by scguitarking927 at Oct 31, 2013,