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[soj519]

Does anybody hear her? Does anybody see? Or does anybody even know she's going down today? Under the shadow of the steeple, and all the lost and lonely people, searching for hope found in you in me. She is running a hundred miles an hour in the wrong direction.

Comments

[t_dizzle5]

Obviously this poem has something to do with the way you're feeling? What's wrong?

[soj519]

I can't really tell you, but I'm going through a down time right now. I'll be ok though.