this is not your place
By StaryEyed1
in the middle of the crowd still feeling all alone cry the bloody pain scream the pulsating cry squeeze the eyes shut shake your head side to side move amongst the madness pretend you belong knowing all the time this just isn't right then feel the knife as it presses against your chest the unexpected rocks that crash into your head neither leaves marks you can see watch always for the life around the other corner every time you run into someone new yet never find anyone to talk to Written January 10th, 2002 © on Jan 10 2002 12:54 PM PST 0 • 9
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"in the middle of the crowd..."