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she cries she calls
she forgets she falls
she stops mind stalls
she believes in everything
she stands for nothing
she believes in something
somewhere, somehow
she sighs she dies
somewhere deep inside
lives someone who can be alive
she smiles she weeps
and how deep can you believe
the cuts that see
a deep seated pain relief
she cries she calls
she forgets she falls
she rises she fails
she forgets the details
and seven seconds is too late to relate the new headache of
too many minutes not enough hours too many days not enough years
she smiles she weeps
and cannot explain the grief
of how two minutes can change your life
forget the guns forget the knives
just two minutes just 47 breaths
just 120 seconds and 12 steps
to forgiveness, happiness
if only it was really that easy...
she says this subject really makes her queasy.
she cries she calls
she forgets the falls
down the steps
and its just a few more breaths, she tells herself
its funny how lungs dictate life.
she ponders strife
as twenty six years, two hundred and thirty days and eleven hours pass before her eyes....