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Sometimes I'm lost Left to wonder do you care I'm the one who has to pay the cost In my heart you'll find a tear Sometimes I search Someone take your place Light me up like a torch I need to solve this case Sometimes I'm broken into pieces I look to others to be mended I think of you and the hurt increases You, I've never really needed Sometimes I'm confused How can you just leave I feel so abused I'm whole, thats what I want to believe Sometimes I'm empty Someone fill these spaces, you? So much uncertainty How could you just forget us, I haven't a clue Sometimes I'm ignorant Not a single thing have I been told Never recieved the slightest hint I strive for the truth that you hold Sometimes I wonder What if you had been there I know I can do without, still I ponder Though sometimes the pain is almost to much to bare. Sometimes I'm needing Why weren't you there to minister auspices My mascara is bleeding But just like you, I make sure to leave no traces Sometimes I see Daughter and father With me, this will never be Recycling cognitation why do I bother?
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Nov 25, 2011
Nov 25, 2011 at 9:23 AM UTC
Daughter and Father
Sometimes I'm lost Left to wonder do you care I'm the one who has to pay the cost In my heart you'll find a tear Sometimes I search Someone take your place Light me up like a torch I need to solve this case Sometimes I'm broken into pieces I look to others to be mended I think of you and the hurt increases You, I've never really needed Sometimes I'm confused How can you just leave I feel so abused I'm whole, thats what I want to believe Sometimes I'm empty Someone fill these spaces, you? So much uncertainty How could you just forget us, I haven't a clue Sometimes I'm ignorant Not a single thing have I been told Never recieved the slightest hint I strive for the truth that you hold Sometimes I wonder What if you had been there I know I can do without, still I ponder Though sometimes the pain is almost to much to bare. Sometimes I'm needing Why weren't you there to minister auspices My mascara is bleeding But just like you, I make sure to leave no traces Sometimes I see Daughter and father With me, this will never be Recycling cognitation why do I bother?
shadoe-lange
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shadoe-lange
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Nov 25, 2011
Nov 25, 2011 at 9:23 AM UTC
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