Screaming Confessions Of A Sorrowful Soul (work in progress)

by Shona   Oct 22, 2004


A picture is worth a thousand words and yours is one of beauty while mine is one of sorrow. Your stare penetrates me like a thousand knives all over my body, but that stare is not directed towards me. Instead your focus lies beyond to a time I can't recognize, captured in a single moment. An aching need combined with a chilling agony fills me at the sight of your calm complexion and again the battle rages inside. Run to her, for she's the one you need, the one who'll hurt you time and time again until you get what you deserve. Could you see it coming, could you see the pain, the same pain you're inflicting upon me. They say watching someone you love, love another is the hardest thing the human heart has to endure and believe me the thought alone is tearing me up inside.

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