Someone please find me
By VagrantGypsy
Being in this place Looking at these people Makes me sick I'm not like them Where do souls of the tormented belong? We belong here,among the others Our gifts appear as burdens as we walk the crowded streets, Symbolic of our confused minds But our hearts will be found by fate before we are swallowed by The sea of high heels clicking around us I only wonder where 'we' are For I see myself a lone soul Someone please find me... Written October 18th, 2001 © on Oct 27 2001 02:53 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"Being in this place ..."