Fighting Against Life.

by Lynda   Apr 8, 2007


Hide Yourself From The Words They Spit,
Fire And Flame, From Hells Pit.
Dont Let Go, Grasp It Tight,
Hold Onto It, You Know Whats Right.
Don't Let It Drip Through Your Fingers,
The Pain You Had, It Still Lingers.
A Silver Tear Drips To The Floor,
Just When You Actually Could Take More.
How Could Anyone Fight Your Fight,
Hope They'll Forget Tomorrow Night.
Although You Think You're Oh So Great,
Your Soul Contains What I Love To Hate.

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