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Monday, April 26, 2010

The Slow Burn

It's more than I can give
I am merely a skeleton lucky to find this skin
Just forgive
Mistakes placed bets on cards that didnt't win

When my soul arrives
It will call collect and tell me to breathe
In our lives
Many never begin before they leave

Direction is hard
Like traversing paths covered with rocked icy slopes
We burn out like stars, disappeared before we were known
The path we choose can break our spirits and our hopes

The burn is slow
Its constancy tricks us into disbelief, feeling numb
Don't let it go
We don't have long to find out who we'll become

This life is not what we expected
We're all fragile, breaking, brittle and grey
No courses charted or directed
I blindly follow my star knowing years ago it faded away

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