tired footsteps
designed for new depths
shorter and shorter breaths
cold air rushing through you veins
skin covered in stains,
andrenaline in your brain
open game
no shame
fighting for fame
just yourself to blame
what do you feel now?
burning passion
a different fashion
in a ghetto
or a mansion
heartrate dashing
fingernails slashing
open the skin
new deffinition of sin
what do you feel now?
all alone
darkness enclose
cheap flimsy clothes
begging for some
and taking the rest
can't lay down and rest
lest the cold comes
and your life it takes
no one's world shakes
cause all that's seen is mistakes
don't remember the once pretty face
beat you in the wallet arms-race
and now spit in your face
what do you feel now?
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