Monday, December 28, 2009

A murmur

As time goes by, I feel like being pushed to the corner. My voice is never heard, my question is never answered, my request is never accepted, and my anger is not allowed to come out. I am tired of hanging on this fluctuation. I am tired of holding the emotions. I am tired of stepping back over and over. I am sick.

And today, it's raining. Perfect, as my heart cries, the sky is doing the same.

U're the best I've ever had

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