Sunday, March 14, 2010

My Droughted Heart

I'm on a sleak limb
Of letting go for my life
down into the river,
down
drowning in my own pain
i wish it would rain-
wiping away my tears
i wish there were gray skies-
so dark, nobody would see me cry
lies could kill us all
sucking away my happiness
as you pull us apart,
puncturing my droughted heart

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