A Life To Call Your OwnA Poem by alwaysmovefast
To the best of our ability
We become part of something. Accepting the sudden possibilities of a broken world. Saving a soul is the epitome of love, war, & fear. I lay these thoughts out in the night & I hope for them to be claimed by dawn. Follow the instructions to this life & you will find yourself on your own yellow brick road. No one can comprehend this method of survival; There is too much complexity Too much personality. Everything is different; No one is the same. Commit the time spent contemplating the possible transitions in this life on making these differences alive. No one can save you You must save yourself. Its become imperative to breathe Holding your last breath is a sin but suffocating until your eyes subconsciously close & your heart cease to beat Well that... that's a blessing to the sudden quitters & absolute forgetters.
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Added on February 14, 2010 Last Updated on February 14, 2010 Author
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