Over

by Lorryn   Oct 24, 2007


Where does it end,
its not my choice,
its a hole in my head,
yet i have no voice,
the words leak through,
just as you leave,
and what i say,
i so hard to believe,
its over,
its through,
I'm finished,
I'm over you.

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