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Won't somebody help me please
I'm weak, I've fallen, I'm on my knees
Deep inside I knew the tears wouldn't go
And depressions seed has taken control

I was a fool to think I found the way
To erase the hurt of every yesterday
But now I see the bitter end
I've lost it all, my lover, my friend

Who needs a heart for it to be broken
Keep your promises to yourself unspoken
I can't take this, not one more day
Here's one last poem, now I'm going away

Foolish pen writing one last time with fire
What now that you've lost all that did inspire
I guess you're best left in a memory
I think that's where we both now should be

~THE FLOWING PEN~
2-24-04










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