Girl, Interrupted
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
whisperings
you sweep me off my feet
yet drop me dead on gravel
why at times I ask myself
is there an answer
I wonder
yet again you do the same
it hurts.. it hurts a lot..
how hard can it be
to make it work
is there an answer
I wonder
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