Story

by k i k i   Aug 20, 2005


Story of my life,
Clogged and alleged.
Memories are now lost,
Whirling into a spin, witness in time.
Paperback of thoughts,
Crimped and broken.
Everything bottles up,
Bursting at the seams.

Tears consecutively full of fear,
Nights through no kip.
Blood steaming into over drive,
There seems nothing can be right.
My life a wreck,
Fading into being nil,
Not a soul with any love,
No passion to carry on.

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