My Secret Crime
08/05/2004 @ 12:33am
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By: last2right |
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Love's an illusion.
I'm filled with confussion.
I dont know what to do.
Follow your heart,
A voice apart.
The future I wish I knew.
Too many decisions.
So many revisions.
I cant make up my mind.
I dont know how I feel.
I'm not sure whats real.
But I dont want to seem unkind.
My mind is a war,
Destroyed on the floor.
I'm lost inside my head.
These are the times,
I think the crimes,
Of wishing I were dead.
August 5, 2004
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