Low

by ~Her last tear was fatal~   Apr 29, 2006


Low

I walk far
I walk from
the aspects of your grasp
I walk alone
I walk in shame
for regret of what i have done
I cry small
I cry the same
but the pain, it still remains
I walk
I walk in misery
for hell is to good for me,
for how i feel inside
I walk
I walk low
for what i have done
I've managed to walk lower and lower to lowest I have become

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