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very bored so I thought to write a little poetry. sweatdrop
Freakin world so cold
Always done what you're told
Sad and lonely days,gray never gold
Sick and tried of living with the lies
Noone there to comfort when hope dies
Judged every where you go by puericing eyes
Bring me up just to take me down
You say that you'll be there but you're never around
endlessly wandering , longing for something that can't be found
Where are I you
I need you
(so not done sweatdrop )
 Klockit · Tue Jun 26, 2007 @ 08:43pm · 0 Comments |
