The Untitled, by Loneliness is condescending
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Falling from the sky
Lost among the thorns
Without hope
Losing my sight on tomorrow
Blackness swallows up my soul
Nothing to believe in
Can my dreams really see me through?
The pain is over powering
Love is too far-gone
Searching for a reason to wake up
Is that reason you
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| Posted: 2005-02-24 06:16:48 UTC |
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| 2005-03-01 00:35:08 | My_pain_your_thrill |
| I really like all your poems, this one, again, touches me and relates to me |