My Heart, by X_LUCY_INNES_X |
Help me please. Travelling in circles, dizziness snail pace. Frustration seems to be me. I feel a slight piercing, small annoyance intensifies stabbing wound. You held the heart I unwillingly gave away. Keep safe in my body, hidden protected gone. You have someone else's to hold, at least give mine back. |
Posted: 2005-08-01 12:24:50 UTC |
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