What do you know about being a dead man walking
What do you know about sitting in the dark
What do you know about rubbing your hands together
What do you know about waiting for a spark
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What do you know about zombie daze in the sun
What do you know about walking ‘cause you cant run
What do you know about waking and seeing nothing
What do you know about sleeping just to feel something
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What do you know about days that turn into months
What do you know about months that turn into years
What do you know about eating cardboard for lunch
What do you know about smiling to hide your tears
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What do you know about rain when you’re in the sun
What do you know about dying and telling no one
What do you know about sitting inside all day
What do you know about sunrise and it’s all gray
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What do you know about hours that feel like minutes
What do you know about minutes that feel like years
What do you know about waiting for life’s forgiveness
What do you know about choking beneath your fears
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What do you know about swimming ‘cause you cant row
What do you know about rowing ‘cause there’s nowhere to go
What do you know about sailing across the sea
What do you know about resurrection? That dead man was me
About the Creator
Joelle E N
Poet & Storyteller ✨
Her heart was made of liquid sunsets 🌅 - Virginia Woolf
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