Sometimes is the hardest thing about life, life itselves
I will live my life
far away from the sun
From the deep
dark
ocean inside me
the waves has just begun
In silent vanquish
I live my life
the candles burning weak in my soul
Conscience fading
what will I ever be worth
I was never meant to be hole.
Poetry by Evelyn
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Written on 2006-08-06 at 19:44
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Solitude
In solitudeI will live my life
far away from the sun
From the deep
dark
ocean inside me
the waves has just begun
In silent vanquish
I live my life
the candles burning weak in my soul
Conscience fading
what will I ever be worth
I was never meant to be hole.
Poetry by Evelyn
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Written on 2006-08-06 at 19:44
Tags Depression 
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