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Post by Hurt on Jan 4, 2007 19:27:18 GMT -5
Wandering Soul
She wanders the darkness Knowing not who she is Nor where she stands She looks to the sky And sees the world for what it is A shadowy, empty, nothingness Shame and agony are poured into her heart As she's cast into a shadow of confusion She deals the only way she knows She runs Runs from it all The yelling, the crying, the slamming doors The teasing, the hitting CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE If she could find the joy Long lost to her soul She wouldn't be reaching for a knife right now trying to escape it all
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Post by wild0magic on Jan 4, 2007 19:35:41 GMT -5
thats great, alittle deathly for my taste, but still really good.
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Post by Hurt on Jan 4, 2007 19:37:48 GMT -5
Thankies
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