BRAVE

by donyelle   Apr 25, 2005


I WALK DOWN THE ROAD AND SEE DEATH UPON MY GRAVE NOT KNOWING IF I'M GOING TO BE BRAVE TO FINALLY LET THINGS GO NOT KNOWING IF MY BUSINESS IS FINALLY DONE NOT KNOWING IF HE FINALLY TOOK ME I STAND OVER MY GRAVE BUT WHAT I SEE WRITTEN UPON IS THIS GIRL WAS REALLY BRAVE

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