Somewhere
By Loneliness is condescending •
Oh fickle soul shant we rest
Upon this stone
To let the moon light
Filter through
The nothingness that steals our
Innocence
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March 27, 2006 04:39lost the lonely dead
cool, seems like a poem of reflection, i kinda like those cause im always screwing something up it seems