Servive

by christina   Dec 24, 2006


I am lost so cold from this rain
its pouring from my back I am terrified and afraid
I struggle to keep warm with the clothes on my back
but I shiver to cry to find someone I lack
I look to the moon as it glows and laughs
I drink from the water as if it were my last
I am very homeless with out a place to go
I live out in the forest walking on bare toes
I may not be much but I can get by
I know every river tree in disguise
I will survive to live and to breath
hopefully it will be long
but I guess I will see

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