Could you tell that I am tired , or that its been a long fight
Or cold you see straight through my soul and better understand my plight
A long battle to which an end soon nears
An exposure of weakness and fidelity to fears
Could you see wind and time caressing my face as it passes by
Or could you see straight through the embellishment and tell that I"m high
Copyright © 2006 Domonique Murdock
1 comment:
you should stop smoking ;-)
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