Another Blunt Object [With More Emotion and Reality]
By evangelina
Sometimes I don't understand why you won't say anything at all. If we're friends then let me know where we are. I feel so isolated and you don't seem to care. So why am I even here? Is there something you want to say? I hear it every day in the voices of others. Are you a coward to let me know? I've done just about everything to show you what goes on in my head. The withdrawals just created more death inside of me. Now you'll never know what it meant to know me. Your arrogance of me will only fuel my fire. You will never get the chance to see what is really inside of me. It will play on your mind of whether it's real or a game, just as you've done to me. Just let me be. Just let me be.ok, so everyone let me know how this one is working so I can apologize to HuckleBerrySquirt *grin* Written March 30th, 2002 © on Mar 30 2002 11:48 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"Sometimes I don't understand ..."