COME ALIVE

THE DAY YOU CAME ALIVE
I FOUND MY WAY.
WAS IT A SPECIAL SUN
THAT BROUGHT SECURITY IN?

Side with me
Bittersweet discipline
You're all I have

Close my eyes
And then you come alive

Logic in dystopia is very hard to find
But you found music to my hot tempered vision
Reason survived
Not I

But tonight I kill dance with ghetto style beadles
I love Jewish pride when it comes without hide

Now will you follow me to violet hill
Or take me back till Coldplay wins?







Poetry by Zoey Jane
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Written on 2009-03-17 at 08:41

Tags Reason  Love  Life 

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