Thursday, September 13, 2007

Schizophrenic Pt.1 Comments

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Comparing dusk to dawn, I can tell which hates me more,
The one I cared for, the one I felt for and adored.
When dawn has broken, I have begged for light to heal my wounds,
And when the sun begins to rise, I feel my world being entombed.
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Jacqueline Purcell
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