Despair
By Guinevere3
Where there are no winners Only Lots of losers, Good Bye… Only someone to hold Me close at dusk and Never let me go, or Maybe someone to Miss me Each breathing second that We part, Good Bye… Longing to lose our Fingertips as we walk Hand in hand where Ten become five Good Bye… The rain is pounding Down My slipper was given The pant size unknown Good Bye… Let he who is true See that here I am I wait, Good Bye…2000, Written March 14th, 2002 © on Mar 14 2002 10:44 AM PST 20 • 0 • 12
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"Where there are no winners..."