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I have noone but myself.



The night is cold, the moon is hiding there is nothing in here but the feeling of isolation. ,




















Submited By : sara  
Date: 03 September 2006
Author: -Odessa-
Rating: 3.2/5 (6 votes cast)
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I have noone but myself.
The night is cold,
the moon is hiding
there is nothing in here
but the feeling of isolation.
The demolition of these encantations
the heart has given us
Nothing here, nothing at all
Holding us back on probation
Tired, lonely, helpless that's me
Of this self-grudging world we made
We all are reflections of what we think is right
Yet we gain no self-respect as we save our dear life
Floating in the galaxy of troubled minds
We have nothing. Yes, nothing.
but this precious we call time
Spent wisely with someone else
Or spent selfishly with ourselves
The heart is complicated
A metaphor used for all that is felt within
I love you, i hate you
Everything, everyone commits a sin
And as the clouds pass by
the moon is now to be seen
Darkness melted away
condemned from lightness; that's what's been
Thoughts that bother me from day to day
complicates my life even more
I wished I hadn't gain knowledge
Wish I was a little girl from before
As there is noone else to greet me today, tonight,
Happy birthday to me, and i will continue to live this lie we call life.


--Odessa- -

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