My World is Dead.
By Lime
A war of words, A straining soul, A frightening fight, my world in three-fold. A harmless half-wit, An abusive alcoholic, A weary woman, A beautiful brain, my world in persons. Despairing dreams dampening my days, Empty exctasy enduring endless hours, Lost love lengthing my winding life, my world in dreary time. My world is war. My world is screams. My world is dead. Written March 2nd, 2002 © on Mar 02 2002 02:04 PM PST 0 • 1
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