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| Time's constant Rush of pain, Flows through her soul With intens Jealousy Of those around her Depressing life. But the pain goes deeper, as she keeps these Thoughts and affections From everyone she should Be able to trust. And even though she wants so Badly to allow all her Fears and pleasures to be known, She cannot seem to let them go. So, she just sits and Looks out from behind a Scratched up old Glass window of disgust, Watching and waiting for That one she longs to trust. It seams as if Loneliness and agony are her only real Destiny. Forever, she will be trapped in This world of hate and pain, On the edge of going completely Insane! <Waiting> Copy Right 2004 Mallory Stroop |
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| Last Update: 1\20/04 |