Under Pressure

by Luke   Apr 28, 2005


Looking up into the sky,
I can see your face in the clouds-
Under Pressure-
It seems so loud,
This is our last dance,
Time to take a chance,
Take my hand-
Shake it too-
Under Pressure,
Be here,
With me,
Make sense of thin air,
Show me my heart-
Show me true nature-
Under Pressure

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  • 18 years ago

    by Pianist

    Not bad... flow might have been off, but I'm too lazy to check it right now. Read some of my work if you get the time.

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