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I don't have very many dreams or goals that most people have, some that are definitely unreachable, but worth striving for. Every now and then I write a story in my head or pen a poem down. The only way I know how to express myself through words is through my writing.

Friday, March 20, 2009

It's your turn now

Dead on the inside
Cause without you,
I'm barely even here
Can't even feel your sweet breath
So far away, so unreachable
So transparent, I'm fading away
I'm so invisible and you're so irresistible
You wanted this
But now you wish you knew what it's like
To be so alone, to be so unnoticed
To be forgotten just like the way you forgot me
Go be a ghost, because that's what I've been all along
It's your turn now
To be dead on the inside
Cause without you,
I was barely even here
I walked the lonely road
Silent screams made not a sound
So far away, so unreachable
Fight while you can,
Because being forgotten and broken
Is such a lonely road to walk all alone
Dead on the inside
Cause without you,
I'm barely even here
I'm already disappearing.

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