Soon

Wanting to be alone,
Wanting to cry all day,
Wanting to be different and yet the same,

I feel this in my life, my week and my day,
only could it all be one big game?

When the clouds move for the sunshine,
When the stars shine brighter then the moon,
I look up. Smile. Pray.
Will my life end one day Soon?
Saturday, September 29, 2007
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Colin J... 29 September 2007
Let's hope not... Colin J...
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