Wallowing in self-pity
Gliding on a wingless doveI realize, I will never find true love
My mind, heart and soul
Is nothing but a gaping hole
Doomed to be forever hollow
Only to be left in decay to wallow
I wonder what is wrong with me
Why don't I deserve to be happy?
Poetry by SomThinWikid
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Written on 2006-06-05 at 20:18
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