fallen to earth
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2004-03-09 03:44:18 (UTC)

your cries

Your cries echo though my head it's time for me to fall in
to the bed,
So cut my noose let me fall,
I can't crawl out of this hole i made,
and i fade into the past,
at last you say my name,
or have i've just gone insane,
i see a child lost and neglected,
now i've selected the path to fallow,
i'm over my head in,
my own sorrow.

poem by,
brandon haney

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