mysterious girl
mysterious girlwalking down the street
she looks into the air
God cnow what she sees
apart from the world
as she flots into the wind
you can see shes tierd of the storm she grows within
it starts to rain
you can still see her tears
you can tell by the hair hanging over her face
that thers an empty room
a space
emagen the fall
the naked trees
its like her world
nothing to see
she has nothing to be
Poetry by indine
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Written on 2005-09-18 at 16:07
Tags Sadness 




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