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Heartache

I sit here alone I feel nothing I feel everything I sit here alone Am I obsessed? Or maybe possessed I sit here alone Patiently waiting His heart, I try baiting I sit here alone Thoughts of him Ruled by a whim I sit here alone Am I just a toy To amuse, or bring joy I sit here alone Full of heartache I can't shake

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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