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Unreal Reality |
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jbal892 Member
since 2007-11-25
Posts 58 |
Unreal Reality Sitting in the car, Watching, sitting, staring, Staring at you And that thick smoky cloud With each hit you take, Those noxious fumes, They’re taking you from me With each exhale, Those toxic particles, They’re taking me with you With each hit you take, You’re dying from the inside All for that selfish relaxation Until the black spot arrives That black spot that only doctors will see, It’s the proof you’ve been in denial of, For so many years With each slow drag, And each long exhale Those fumes you are breathing Are killing us all Killing us slowly, But surely too You may not realize it, Until it’s too late Those envious fumes, They want you for themselves But I’m in the proximity, They’ll take me as well I’ve got dreams, I’ve got aspirations But they’re being suffocated Before they become real I’ve done so much, As much as I can It’s up to you I hope you get the hint I want to be an athlete, Maybe a singer too These dreams I have, Are shrouded by a smoky haze Sitting in that car, Watching, sitting, staring Staring at you And witnessing my dreams as they vanish Forever |
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XGarapanX Senior Member
since 2008-06-19
Posts 1435Antarctica |
This is frighteningly familiar to me. Great thoughts here. ·´~`·»Garapan«·´~`· |
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jbal892 Member
since 2007-11-25
Posts 58 |
thanks...unfortunately it's reality for me every day of my life with my mom... |
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