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Oct 13, 2005 18:18

Breathing, like a slow summer wind passing by,
Left what she had which made her cry.
She realized that she no longer could be,
Stable enough to break free.

Chained to her mind, like a nail in the wall,
Tripping, the chains make her fall.
Grabbing what she has left,
Most of it gone, from a theft.
Hopelessness overwhelming her mind,
Memories she can no longer find.
Screaming fills the cool night air,
No answer tells her no one cares.

Dreading of what was to finally come,
Listen and waiting to perceive the figure,
Which has filled her with a dreadful hating.
And now there, she still sits, waiting, just waiting.......

oh i forgot to say i saw foreigner last friday...they r freakin amazing even though they're old they kno how to rock!

i love the ditzy face

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