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get busy living or get busy dying
in the mirror
a child is found
a girl is lost
beneath the surface
there it lives
inside reminding her
she is no longer invinceable
wondering how
who
when
and slowly
the life drains from
the unbroken spirit
confusion
sadness
they take the place
of the smile once held in her heart
heart shaped boxes
stacked within
under the skin
buried with sin
the fiddler doesnt play for the girl
he cannot chase away the disease
so here it lives inside
memoirs of the lonely child
on a rainy day
dancing to a tune of dispair
under the stars
wetness in her hair
tears fall
as she takes to the wheel
clarity is clear
there may be little time
get busy living
or
get busy dying
