Meant to Breathe Again
Caught up in the past, escaping the future,Though that isn't my wish.
What matters? What gives?
My days are long nights with but a speck of light.
Want to fall into my salvation, my sanity of life.
I'm drowning in my own fate,
And in yours.
Can you relate? Are you real?
Did I make you believe in miracles, or do you feel even more?
Eyes of mine are also yours.
We are connected, indeed we are real.
Meant to be freed.
Meant to breathe again.
11-24-04
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