Searching (1), by Tyler Cedric Golden
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I'm looking extremely fast to fine the one I love,
I feel my life is so low and that I am about to be above,
As my body weakens and shows so many soars,
I look for one that will never walk out the door,
Forever and leave me by myself,
I want to find some one, where I don't feel like I need any
body else,
My mind is going crazy and my emotions are swerving,
Until this is fixed I will continue and keep searching. |
Posted: 2009-03-16 02:33:05 UTC |
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