Tuesday, July 14, 1998
I cry
But it seems to sink me lower
I beg
But no one hears
I scream
No reaction from those around
I withdraw
Life goes on without a blink
SECLUDED
I feel like I’m at the brink
And there are no sounds
All my dreams have become spears
And they couldn’t dig out my heart slower
Thursday, April 9, 2009
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