yet another with no title, by Kalie |
Words on a page blur When tears block eyes. Sleep is the only thing I need When my heart takes such a blow. Fall into complete oblivion, Where my dreams can comfort me. Take me away From this harsh reality. Am I weak for hanging on, Or strong for not letting go? |
Posted: 2006-02-04 17:20:56 UTC |
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