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My soul Drips!

By annastajae

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As I sit here all alone in my, Dark scary empty house, I listen to the faucet drip, Like my soul drips out of me, As I tell you ALL! If you leave to go to a Place so forbidden in my mind, Who will I spill my soul out to? You can't leave me in a society Of loneliness with no one to share My sould with. Please don't make me cry, Lonley tears, For the tears would drip out of me, Like my soul drips out of me, as i tell you ALL!*sighhh* Written April 3rd, 2002 © on Apr 03 2002 01:09 PM PST   0 • 8

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