Somewhere within...the teardrops linger...lost.
Exhausted time and energy...forcing them to hide...beneath anger and disgust.
A soul unadorned and exposed...now...right here...for all to be shown.
With each line and every rhyme, unshed tears they will find.
Tuesday, September 30, 2003
One of those days...
Days like this, I have no clue what do with myself. I feel like crying, No real reason. I just wish I could. Seems as though crying would make it better. I just want to lay in bed...do nothing...be nothing...feel nothing.
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