Sister Dearest, by Loneliness is condescending
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Don’t you think it’s my turn to play?
For a moment cant we share?
Isn’t it time someone heard every word I say?
Why is no one here aware?
Please will you claim this stray?
I’ll sit in wait
For my turn to come
Patiently with eyes locked on fate
To see what I’ll become
I read a book to pass the time in goodbye
The tree was happy why aren’t I?
Sister dearest please hide your shadow
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Posted: 2005-11-02 04:15:32 UTC |
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2005-11-02 21:50:48 | waterlily |
lol at stray word |
2006-03-29 19:34:02 | lost the lonely dead |
*hug* yes god bless the fatherless, motherless, damned? youth... |