h.a.p.p.i.n.e.s.s
By Illogically
ever heard of the girl who all she craves is a bit of happiness?? -- she sits there alone in that four-walled room darkness is all that's seen and is all that's felt that shiny blade glistens as the fragile skin get sliced open it goes... and the river of red trails she watch and listens as it drips and drips wanting for that moment when it'll stop completely (when she'll stop completely) silence merges she is no longer watching nor is she listening she is truely happy -- the river of red has stopped flowing Written February 13th, 2002 © on Feb 13 2002 02:56 PM PST, Illogically 18 • 0 • 10
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"ever heard of the girl who all she craves is a bit of happiness?? ..."