It's raining again; warm, thick blood
I relax as I fall face first in the mud
I can find one million reasons not to get up
But I guess one million is just not enough
My body begins to quiver and my heart begins to shake
I can feel the pressure, but its more than I can take
My body begins to curl, just like a frightened snake
I can leave now, but I know my heart will stay...
1 comment:
I wish I knew why? For what reason for me to be so inspired by you!
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