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Mar 14, 2004 15:56

Repetition of yesterday's illnesses
The shadows took care of me
Mr. Golden Sun shone down once again
and blinded me of all existence
I can't breathe here
I can't see your face amongst the ghosts of the past
Rain cools my face as it melts into my exterior
Don't drop me
I'll break
A brisk wind and a tap of the wand
Send me to dance with Cinderella
I need a Prince Charming
If only things were so simple
Rather, I dwell here in your shadows
Casting myself along the wall
Hoping to be seen
To cause a scene
Allowing me to look in your eyes once again
As you turn to me for a hand
I'm suffocating here..
Be my Heimlich..
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