I LEFT THE CIGARETTE BURN AS IF I SMOKED IT~ I WATCHED THE RAIN DROPS IN THE PUDDLE AS IF THEY WERE MINE~I WROTE SO HARD ON MY SKIN, I COULD HAVE LEFT IT~ CRAWLIN BACK INTO NUMB~ONLY SHADOWS CAN REACH THROUGH THE SPIDER'S WEB~ TWISTING SHADOWS OF SHADE UPON TIME~ MIRRORED IMAGES OF ONCE BEFORE~ WHAT BUT DEATH, CAN NOT BE MINE~ CRAWL OUTTA MY VIEW AND INTO FOCUS~ CRAWL OUTTA MY VIEW, MAKE ME BLIND~ LEAVE MY SHELL OF A BODY FOR THE MASSES~ LEAVE MY SOUL ALONE TO DINE~ A CHILD BORN TO HUNGER AND THIRST HAS A RIGHT TO FEED~ A CHILD LEFT ALONE, A WILL TO SURVIVE~ Soda Soule Oct 21 2010~