No one loves me anymore
so I'll just go lock the door
in my room I'll stay and hide
where no one can hear me cry.
I wished for love but none would come
so my lonely song I sung.
Though i never wished them ill
even now I hate them still.
For so long I've yearned to fly
on spread wings I'd go so high
but my wings are worn and torn
and no one can be reborn.
If I smile it's not a lie
for I'm looking to the sky
though I can never reach it
forever I can try.















Comments
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Will u love the "u" u hide if I but call your name?
Will u quell the fear inside and never b the same?
Will u use the faith uve found 2 reshape the world around,
thru my sight and touch and sound in u and u in me?
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... and i wonder why people think i'm scary...
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Once you taste something wonderous, you crave it, you hunger for it. You NEED it. That is why I write, to fill the empty space within me. It is the same for artists, painters, and for anyone who loves what they are doing.
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"Everyone who got where they are... had to begin from where they were." -Richard L. Evans
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"Everyone who got where they are... had to begin from where they were." -Richard L. Evans
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"Everyone who got where they are... had to begin from where they were." -Richard L. Evans
yeah, i'm fickle
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Will u love the "u" u hide if I but call your name?
Will u quell the fear inside and never b the same?
Will u use the faith uve found 2 reshape the world around,
thru my sight and touch and sound in u and u in me?
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Once you taste something wonderous, you crave it, you hunger for it. You NEED it. That is why I write, to fill the empty space within me. It is the same for artists, painters, and for anyone who loves what they are doing.
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... and i wonder why people think i'm scary...
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