November 11

Inexplicably hurt by thee

I am pondering in my park

Alone in a world so dark

I know there is no room for me.

Tonight, leave me be.

 

November 12

When it rains it pours

The tears come like rain

Anger spills forth as tears

Heartache springs from anger

Good God what have I done?

Inexplicably hurt by thee

I an pondering in my park

Alone in a world so dark

I know there's no room for me

But for a day, just leave me be.

© 1999 CaRmEn FrAnCeS fOnG


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