I read the lisps of pain
Yes they are so new
I hear the cavalcade
The pounding is so true

I am not the first to hurt
I am no the first to bear
Pain beyond imagination
Apple heart cut and pare

Never before have I felt this
All it is so deep
The scars and feelings left there
These i will keep

07/03/2002

Posted on 07/03/2002
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