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by dona moo-young Sep 2, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / other
The girlc ries alone Alone in her little room The walls caving in on her Dragging her to her perilous doom She sits all alone With no one to hear her scream Such a short life With no understanding of what love means No belief in love And not an air of hope The girl sits and cries Pondering upon the rope There she ties a not Her rope is now a noose But ssubconsciously|_The girl ties the rope too loose Knowing deep down There's still a life to live It's not the llonelinessthats killing her It's that there's nothing more to give She's given all her best All the mind that u could think All that's left is heart But she can't find the link WWhat'sthe purpose of a woman Who has no love to give None for man nor child This woman has no life to give This woman still a girl Feels emptiness inside Locked in her little room That's where the woman will reside