Simply just scared

As always, I'm afraid

You haven't spoke to me
for the last seven days

I speak with the strange voices

But they can't tell me
where you've gone

Actually, I don't think anyone can



I'll always miss you, beloved.


There's a hole in my mind, and every night it makes me cry.



Words by barbeina
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Written on 2006-04-27 at 23:05

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