Reaching out by reaching in

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By lost the lonely dead •

Ryhmes and reasons confuse us all I wish i could open all the doors for you What was it like before the fall? Wish i could show you you arent alone at all Broken bleeding hands stretch out to brush your tears away My trembling hands fumble to give you a gift i cant An imperfect heart i give to you knowing i'll fall apart Hoping you can find the way to befriend a wretch like me Its ok the pain you feel is real and its felt in me sometimes too I see the way your eyes move watching waiting Take my hand and the one most worthy This is the door walk through it now Its incomplete but oh well

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April 16, 2006 05:46Loneliness is condescending

wow i dont care that its incomplete i think this is one of your best even though its so rough i like it that way it makes it "better"

April 17, 2006 00:03lost the lonely dead

*grins* thanks....i wrote this some time ago and then i realized wow its deactive.....thats odd so i posted it again cause i like it....i wrote it after throat of fire, but it has a different meaning then that one and is not connected at all