Running with Scissors

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Still dangerous...

Glaring at what you love.

Without a wave,

You become in loyal.

Submitted: March 12, 2007

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Still running…

Running away.

Without respect,

You choose your own fate again.

 

Still breathing…

Breathing out.

Without a thought,

You die again.

 

Still walking…

Walking with disgrace;

Without a landmark,

You trip into destiny.

 

Still laughing…

Laughing at what you’ve done.

Without a battle,

You dive right in.

 

Still complaining…

Holding in what you will.

Without emotions,

You hit again.

 

Still failing…

Hiding what you know.

Without regret,

You punish yourself again.

 

Still forgetting…

Not remembering your past.

Without a statement,

You hurt again.

 

Still playing…

Playing around with no intentions.

Without wisdom,

You crash again.

 

Still dangerous...

Glaring at what you love.

Without a wave,

You become in loyal.

 

Still making…

Making what you already have.

Without passion,

You reveal your hate.

 

Still foolish…

Foolish in your own decisions.

Without knowledge you run again,

You run with scissors in your hands.


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