May 31, 2005 00:35
another day in the life of
a torn broken body.
another pay to the scorn
of jealousy and fraud.
maybe tomorrow the rain will end
maybe tonight i will sleep
and have no nightmares of you...
yet you reside at my side.
a loss in this situation...
i miss myself.
i miss my strife.
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