What Now?

by Cemp   Mar 28, 2006


How much more can I take?
I feel like I am going to break.
Every morn I wake.
To a life that is fake.

Where did she go?
I search high and low.
Does she not know.
Maybe it's time to go.

Does she not know I can see?
Look what this is doing to me.
I sent out a plea.
Please come to me.

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