Saturday, October 17, 2009

Empty things

I’m a scared little girl
Lost in this grown up world
I’m a diamond
Without it’s shine
I’m a pen
Run out of ink
I’m a poet
Lost for words
I’m the moon
Without it’s glow
I’m the sun
Without its rays
I’m a rose
Without its beauty
I'm a flower
Without it's smell
I'm there
Without you here
I'm lost
Without your guidance
I'm in pain
Without your love
I'm dying
Without your touch
I'm a scared little girl
Lost in this grown up world
Cause without you here by me
I'm nothing but these empty things.

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