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Firefighters Asking my Name
Contributed by
dreamer_4_eternity
on
Tuesday, 11th December 2007 @ 07:50:21 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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I walk along the path at night Forty-six minutes and twenty-two seconds Or Ill run behind, I swear this to you I run behind.
Beyond a tree with etched lovers History being eroded by the rain My sweet rain The path a lush green A solitude you cant get alone.
The end of the path The Edge of my World. The wind blowing I didnt forget my Bobby pins.
The edge of nothingness Blowing out my brain. A little chill, a silent star, I go back when my clocks digits Add up to twelve.
A memory of my candle burning At home in my window sill. I never blew the flame out, It burns, burns, burns.. I swear to you Its blazing right now.
To run home and blow it out? Or stay until my clock Adds up to twelve? Sacrifice or sacrifice Either way, I cannot win.
So I stay at the edge of nothingness, Only then to return To a pile of ashes, Firefighters. Asking my name.
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2007-12-11 07:50:21] (Date/Time posted on
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