Monday, January 09, 2006

the world drops and breaks
the fragile glass we love
becomes pieces of what it used to be
our homes our possessions
gone in an instant
and here we are naked and exposed.
what are we to do
what are we to think
what is there left for us?
some turn to careers
others turn to drink
still others fight for causes
they don't believe in
just to feel as if they believe in
our emotions run deep
and every time we cry
they come up to the surface and run
Run away from the prison
away to the light
away into the unknown
rather than be trapped in the known
and so do we.
And so do we.

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