bleeding heart
my heart is bleeding,
beating,
ticking,
tocking...
my mind is bending,
breaking,
tocking,
ticking...
i don't know what to do.
i don't know what to do.
i don't know what i should do.
four more seasons of storms to go,
and i've been wasting time...
i don't know what to do.
i don't know what to do.
i don't know what i should dooo.
pppanic floods my spirit...
i cannot sleep...
i cannot eat...
i cannot fly...
I DON'T KNOW WHAT I SHOULD DO!
Poetry by sleeplessintawain
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Written on 2006-05-25 at 07:37
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