and again life forces


a rythem from my pen


one more time


i'm bending, twisting words


into rhyme.


running out of time


losing light in the


soon-to-be-worlds-warring fight.


begging the birds to


take me along on their flight,


where ever it leads,


it's better than here.


but they take off before


i have time to adhere.


show


no


fear


as i plummet to early grave.


now i know for certain


that mine's the only life i can't save.


if you can't save yourself


then tell me, why try fighting the


the fragility of humanity?





why?





because i'm no one's bitch,


death included.

07/10/2006

Posted on 07/10/2006
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