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by Omi Salavea

Empty

Running low

a tad shy

stretching what ive got

and still wondering where i am

whats my place amongst all of you

wheres the heart within Where would you be, if it werent for me? Where would you go, if i werent your home? Where would you sleep, when all the world is restless.... Where would you hide when everyone screams your name?

07/20/2002

Posted on 07/20/2002
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