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Jun 02, 2003 20:00

Dissapearing
Without a trace
You've been hiding
Throughout this race
I needed your help
And you shot me down
A Continued yelp
Coming from this clown
During the day
I searched for you
A horrible fray
A needed que
And as i waited
In my pain
I felt dated
I felt plain
With a horrible holler
And a feared question
I'll be called a scholar
Filled with agression
Our harmony
In a perfect world
Would guarantee
I'd get the girl
But the joke's not on me
Nor is it on you
Because i sense your pity
And I know it to be true
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Searching" By James G.

This is an old one i wrote, need it on here cuz imma use it later

James
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