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HOLLOW
the warmth of my fingertips fade
blood runs cold, bite back tears
choke down rage
black streaks running down my face
SWALLOW
the puke of acid
spits of venom, talking about the one thing that i want
whispering that i cant have it
screaming that im average
FOLLOW
the dreams of a better time
a promises' kiss a wish left upon a star
and maybe for a moment i,
will be able to reach up and touch the sky
TOMORROW
we'll start anew
it's almost over, i can feel it
one day i'll wake up in the warmth of you
knowing how much you love me too...
And I won't have to feel the
hollow chill
swallow the ice
i won't follow the frost
no
tomorrow i'll be lost
cause I hold on to this hope
this tiny shred of justice that helps me cope
with the frozen sentiment of "I don't know"
I'm in my element when I write
my reason to stay alive
and continue to fight
all isn't lost yet, so I'm told
as long as I hold on to my shred of hope
YOU ARE READING
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