Often, by MrsPeterson Subscribe to rss feed for MrsPeterson

I often find myslef here 
So far down 
That I can't crawl back out 
I put myslef here 
With the words I spoke 
And actions I made 

I often find myself here 
Slowly drowning 
In a sea of my own tears 
I put myself here 
When I fell in love 
But there was never anything there 

I often find myself here 
On my deathbed 
In a river of my own blood 
I put myself here 
When I put myself out there 
Only to be shot down 

I often find myslef here 
On my kness 
Begging you to come back 
I put myself here 
When I fell in love with you 
And you didn't love me back
Posted: 2005-04-10 02:21:09 UTC

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