Monday, October 22, 2007
06:15pm 6/19/04
mood: calm
Her eyes full of sorrow,
The lack of tomorrow…
With more pain than gain,
It's so hard to stay sane.
She feels so alone,
Not a call on the phone.
Nobody cares,
To learn what she bares…
A new heart to borrow,
Just to break again tomorrow.
Mausic is her main,
But everything else seems vain.
All that was known,
Now needs to be sewn.
Sick of using feelings as fare,
Like some sort of dare.
Everything's the same,
Just hurt from this game…
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About Me
- Betty Spaghetti
- GAMEPLAN: Travel. Experience danger. Love everyone; mostly you. Have a good day. Write a book or two. Kill self at the end of the day.
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