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Sometimes, I sit around,
Waiting, Wondering,
Just
when
is anyone, including
myself, going to
accept that the
will
of a man's heart
Is nothing more
than what
I
have made it out
to be? Will I
ever
learn
to trust those
S u r r o u n d i n g
me? Or how
to believe
that there is good
In another being?
My mind is
in
darkness. The question,
Is there something
more idiotic than
love.?
Waiting, Wondering,
Just
when
is anyone, including
myself, going to
accept that the
will
of a man's heart
Is nothing more
than what
I
have made it out
to be? Will I
ever
learn
to trust those
S u r r o u n d i n g
me? Or how
to believe
that there is good
In another being?
My mind is
in
darkness. The question,
Is there something
more idiotic than
love.?
I've been reading too much Ellen Hopkins.
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