| Written: October 14, 2004 My thoughts, uncontrolled, seem to have a mind of their own As I slowly feel something inside myself unknown to me These odd sensations throughout my veins make me feel so alone Because of all things I know, it�s the one thing I do not see The feeling of love, to some extent, never arrived at my door Not a sign from anyone, I should have know this all too well This feeling I have, never have I shown to anyone before It feels like I am a prisoner within my own cell Difficulty is when you know the feeling is not returned. Because of all things that dawn to my mind Is how I could be stupid an leave such a stone unturned As I, as usual, was once again left behind The thing is though I can�t let go of this thought As my stomach churns as I concentrate On this heart-wrenching disease I have unfortunately caught No cure could heal my ill-hearted fate |
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