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Author: saj aneri
Fiction Rated: T - English - Angst/Drama - Reviews: 3 - Published: 08-25-06 - Updated: 08-25-06 - id:2236282

WHITE FLAG

aiming stars with broken arrows
as i keep drowning in seas of sorrow
crying tonight because of tomorrow
that i don't hold
and my hands are cold
as i shiver with what's eating me
shadows of dreams i'll never see
that to die will be an untold reverie

crying is a game i'm tired of playing
a lone stupid cycle i keep on living
what's the main purpose of me staying
when i'm dying inside
and it's useless to hide
that i'm bursting out of seams
and no matter how much louder i make of these screams
i'm crying! dying! just to be free!

see me, i've been torn to pieces
searching for the life i was promised
and craving that why of so many choices
i wasn't asked to be born
i was just thrown
in terrain of hell they call the world
in this realm where there's no one to hold
in this curse where lies don't get old

i'm on the edge just waiting to fall
the wind's whispering to not think at all
in another second i won't be hearing a single call
because i surrender
i'll disappear
i'll jump from fear, and tears and pain
knowing there's nothing else ever to gain
and there's nothing more to lose in this game.



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