whispers shadow my soul,fill my mind of things untold,where do you find the peace,when the peace has been sold.
for a price of no paper,but for the lifes that has been taken..........
the trees blow,the windcalms down for a brief moment almost to hear the sound of a sniper of the howl You trun to look, all the eyes glaze into your soul , they judge on how much you have for your fare, but the fare is never enough to bring back the happiest we all long for,never the less if we had 1 red dime we would pss it on to save our little minds.my mind is my insanity that lives deep in the heart.the heart that has grown cold to the world cause the world has grown cold to the heart.when does the mind stop walking down that lonely road?how can we ssay that the light is at the crossroads?i shall go.since we're all alone still noone understandsthis site.far and between we feel happy but the sadness lives deep inside and forever.the world is the devils play ground .........................so,we pray
2006-07-16
20:37:41
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