Walking down the street
Walking down the street no-onelessly alone, all alone by myself, this hollow feeling known. empty shell of a man, no one within my home. living in my dreams, praying for the day, if only for a minute, something goes my way, and that something comes my way, in the form of you, my dream-girl angel, my truest dreams come true. Its been all to long this stretch of no-oneness. Written January 7th, 2002 © on Jan 07 2002 05:39 AM PST 0 • 10
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