Now

by allie   Apr 5, 2006


Now what do I do
where do I turn
when my former style
of solace
was ripped from
beneath my
feat

I am numb now
can't you see
I have buried the pain
I couldn't take it
so I just
hid it away

Stop digging
I can't let you
find it
for if you do
I will have to
feel it
not you

I am broken
but don't try to fix me
you have no
directions and
you are making it all
worse

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