The sun beats against me,burning hot
As i step into the shade
a strong breeze blows upon me
cooling me from the hot sun.
The trees sway back and forth
dancing in sequence with its shadow.
I then walk on as the sun contiues to follow until sunset
As i go inside a salted teardrop escapes from my eyes
runs down my cheek and kisses
my hands as they lay in my lap
Looking in the mirror at streaked mascara
a tatoo of pain marks me
My innocence stolen,and my sanity lost
My soul is quiet now
my heart hollow
The presence of anything is empty inside
If i ever had a innerchild she ran away
go quietly away HORROR GUILT ASHAMED WRONGNESS ROBBER!!
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