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Created on 6-10-07
Night after night
I sit and I wait
For one willing being
To come open the gate.
A flood of knowledge
For one to see
And still I wonder
Who has the key.
I'm sick of the hate
I'm sick of the lies
There is much pain
To be seen in my eyes.
I have to move on,
I have to stay strong
But I want to get out
For this I do long.
Please Login to post comments| On June 10th 2007 LostLoverGrl Said : | |
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really good! i like it a lot! |
