smothered by love, enveloped in hate crying from pain of wicked fate subject of ridicule, object of lust bitter tears to cruel untrust lonely in a crowd of friends i know silently crying, ducked down low all at once or not at all no arms to hold me when i fall filled with fate, reassured with doubt getting used, abused, tossed about forgotten the next day remebered in a year sleepless nights full of fear cry for help, lose my voice always making the wrong choice needing help, getting none feeling like i am no one....Birth sign: Not entered
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