Sunday, October 4, 2009
My love
I want you to understand, but how am I to tell you? How am I to explain how empty the streets crowded with cars are, how lonely I am in the multitudes outside, how sad are all those smiles that mean well, but know nothing of my hell. I have tried to fill my heart with the noises of life but silence is all my aching soul now wants There is no joy left in the sunsets that through tears I watch disappear into the night, or in the coldness of the waves that kiss my feet as I walk down the shore at...
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