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Water Torture, (my best friend)

Dripping Dropping,
lonley faucet,
locked inside an empty closet.
can't let go of its old ways,
so in the darkness it remains.
locked inside, her secrets tight,
hiding from the hiden night.
Dripping Dropping,
come please stop it,
can't get out and i can't stop it.
Trapped inside her broken head,
sickened sorrow like the dead.
couldnt think,
and couldnt breath,
tossing turning,
on her knees.
Dripping Dropping,
it's exhausting,
me trying just to stay.
can't get out and can't let in,
must not let the darkness win.
fix the faucet,
fix her whole,
fix the peices of her soul.
Dripping Dropping,
lonley faucet,
locked inside an empty closet.
Posted: 2005-11-03 23:30:10 UTC

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2005-11-05 22:13:48waterlily
i feel just like that faucet..like Rapunzel in the tower
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