Wednesday, 15 September 2010


Blinded By Love

I no longer wish to feel like this, the exhaustion is another form of depression.

Rejected by the man that haunts my sleep, I fear one day my heart will seize to beat.

Filled with pain that thing which is trapped between two lungs shall never be released.

The tears are absorbed by my pillow but the emotions flood the page.

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