Espy
Wanderer
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#1785
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She'd draw something, like a huge dog, then breathe life into it.
Step in front of a runaway train
____Just to feel alive again
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Pushing forward through the night_____
Aching chest and blurry sight
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Posted 06-27-2011, 02:06 AM
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