3 Am, by Felicia
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Face down on the ground
3 am sucking the life out of me
The darkness swallowing the light of the moon
My heart beating to the rush of the sea
Feeling the a alcohol in my veins
Giving me my daily dose of confidence
I find the waves crashing against my chest
My crisp breath against the bitter wind
This, The only place I feel free
Light as a feather
Under it all I see the stars
Dancing about the sad sky
Then salt water rushing into my lungs
I find it hard to resist
I wanted this for far to long
And this is what I'm asking for
Felicia Mac |
Posted: 2009-11-23 16:49:58 UTC |
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2009-11-29 00:15:36 | izzy |
wow! this is very good. |