Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Tears fall
Puddles on linoleum
Lost in a daze
So dead inside
Yet I cry

Hardly knowing why
Part of me wants it to end
So why do I care that the end is near
Why do I care that he’s not here
Puzzled as to why I long to
be with someone
So full of anger and hate
And mood swings a plenty
I can see through his personality flaws
To a heart that lies within
Does it still beat for me
Will it again
I can only stare
At the tear drops below
And hope

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