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Created on 2-4-07
she trys to laugh about it, and cover it up with her lies.
she trys to laugh about it, and hide the tears that she crys.
her days are long,and her pain grows more strong.
with each minute she breathes, in her arm chair she weeves.
a quilt of dispair, when will he ever be there.
and come home from the job, but untill then she sobs.
still and alone in the dark, no one can see her peeled bark.
like a dying tree, waiting for her roots to loosen and break free.
and no one would ever think she crys, because the sadness lies beneath her eyes.
she trys to laugh about it, but i can see through her lies.
she trys to laugh about it, but i feel the tears that she crys.
Please Login to post comments| On February 15th 2008 stics917 Said : | |
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i like this.the emotion,the flow,everything |
| On January 30th 2008 andrealkeith02 Said : | |
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Sounds like me sometimes... I laugh everything off. Only when I'm alone do I cry. |
