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by lovely yet torn apart Jun 24, 2008 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
All I see is black there's not a single thing in tack then I begin to see a light which doesn't feel right. Then I begin to see her it seems like a bug blurr now she's comeing for me honestly, how can this be? and now she's lending a helping hand, what is this pending? again, I see her and this time she's not such a blurr. I feel secured and safe now my feelings don't cave and now my world is filled filled with colors that thrill!!