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by greggallo May 6, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
No sound your eyes show connection, the hearts true invention, for if water was wine, you would no longer be mine, cause the trees beautiful cry, could make you forgot how to lie, the blender on my shoulders, cant think of any other holders, the walls reach out for me, would it help to sream? i still feel the blade, will it ever fade? only with your touch, it wont take much, not much at all, i can see myself fall, you have my hand, you have my heart, i can smell you all around, the walls make no sound,
by Jane93
I wish I could write like you....your poems make me think. lol :P