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By Shane
Stoned, dead I've been lost within' myself Lying motionless, somehow I'm not dead Fortunate to be alive? No it isn't me, I have changed Sleeping all alone, on cold concrete sheets Feeling nothing inside, dirt it burns the face Stealing to stay alive, reality is the disgrace No it isn't me, I have changed Freezing, slowly amidst the warmth of news On a park bench below the tree, someone reads the truth Loitering it is not safe, unless you have no choice No it isn't me, I have changed Living, luxery I found myself reasons to be Fast cars, walking beauty, I can help myself Home filled, I am living like a man No it isn't me, 'cos I can't change Written March 1st, 2002 © on Mar 01 2002 03:31 AM PST 10 • 0
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"Stoned, dead I've been lost within' myself..."