thoughts(Aug 14 2005), by priestess_of_the_night_666
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Sitting with her head in her hands,
she ponders everything she thought she knew.
It seems that all the guys she has ever known,
has never truly cared.
Everyone omits her feelings and leaves her out.
In this world she has only herself.
The guy she loved for so long forgot about her.
Her parents are strict and cold.
The few people she thought of as friends,
are obsessed with themselves to say the least. |
Posted: 2006-11-17 21:36:29 UTC |
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