Treasure Island

Allyson Gordon

(31 December 1990 / Adelaide)

Dying, Yet Not Dead


I’m forever dying
Yet never dead
Forever crying
My abundance of tears

With the fatal kiss you gave me
I’m fading away
With the strength of your arms
You bring me back to life

I’m endlessly in pain
Pain that I’ve caused
Enlissly in the dark
In this never-ending darkness

With the fatal kiss you gave me
I’m fading away
With the strength of your arms
You bring me back to life

I’m always depressed
Drowning in depression
Always breathing
The air that keeps me living

With the fatal kiss you gave me
I’m fading away
With the strength of your arms
You bring me back to life

Submitted: Tuesday, March 04, 2008

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