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brave


The moments I lose the seconds a waste of breath I change it all and make it anew. The lostness of the word, the stillness of the world it brings me face to face thoughts vanish me without a clue. My eyes close shut, heart an uncut wound my body shaking rhythm without a tune .My mind want think my brain not in control thoughts long gone me my breath I shall forever hold. Legs want budge, body untouchable hands lace up with fire my body the cigarette waiting to be lit up. My feet want walk, mouth not a single word ears listen nothing I know I never heard. The sounds come bells start to ring fire escape in every direction me i'm just waiting. Life pass me running; trying to escape death near their trail life is their prey. My body invisible, slips in and out of shadows they come for me I want move nor budge out the way. The spirit lies within the window of my breast, tears glides seeping through pores yet never the less I will not hide nor run with regret. The faintest smell of me burning runs in and out my chest.
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