cold sad crying and alone

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
again i seem to be wright realisticly lately but dont expect to much more its not normally how i write but again hope you enjoy it email me on sicotomcat213@live.com.au thanks please read

Submitted: March 15, 2009

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sitting in the shower

feeling cold water on my back

trying to feel something

since staurday i have lacked

the missing emotion

in my boady in my veins

where is the saddnes

the flowing river of my pain

i knew it was somewhere

inside me some where deep

it had tryed to surface

but inside for then it had to keep

but now i was ready to

to greet my tears once again

we hadnt met like this befor

it was so much weaker back then

but now they poured out like waterfalls

there was no way to stop

i just had to wait till winter

when they freze as hard as rocks

now  i have cryed my river

i can suck it up again

live another day

till the shower comes again


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