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by Leah May 26, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
And my shadows are my sanctuary they lessen my feelings deep inside the shadows are my heavens to sheild away, all that I've cried. The prolonged feeling of many missing pieces the girl with the illusive dreams and with your lovely tatteredness I'll tie up all those loose screams. She's waiting for a reason a reason to why she should live he owns spacious beings in her heart there's nothing left to give. She wonders why she was put here put here to rot away and cry and the crystal stars will rise the day she's scheduled to die. The mourners tears are everlasting and her tears are standing still there's nothing left to live for nothing else left to fulfil. Grasp lovely graceful death so her tears can vanish free a girl without an idle purpose living in the depths of misery.
by donna
Aww! good poem 5/5 xx