Left
By Ender
Left Here I sit, emptily looking around Your whisper in my head the only sound Reassurance that you will always be there Lies that burn through my every prayer Here I sit, and here I will stay Breaking and throwing my happiness away Like shards of glass covered in blood For the gash in my heart forever will flood Stitch it together with needle and pin Closing myself to the world again Exile from the love I always search for Closed tightly to be opened never more Written November 24th, 2001 © on Nov 24 2001 06:44 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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