running and wondering, by shygirl
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She runs...
as though running
from the horrible truth
of the world
everystep is a reminder
of every problem and emotion
she has
everything going by so fast
as if she is watching her
own life,never knowing,
what is dream and what
is reality
never understanding what she
is feeling or
why the world is so cruel
hoping that one day she will
understand this horrid place
hoping that one day someone
will love her enough to take this
gun
from her hand |
Posted: 2009-05-28 11:52:47 UTC |
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