fumblinglust's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- My Bleeding Heart Solitude breeds depressing poetry... Am I broken or have you just torn me apart Wrapped around your favorite coat, don�t think I could return it I couldn�t read you if you spelled it out to me in drawn out, beautiful sentences You didn�t kiss me- how could I fall asleep? You didn�t miss me when I left My heart goes numb as I�m passing by your apartment Thinking of you all night My body is racked with cold Why doesn�t anything that I need ever work out? You are the only one worthy of my time or my affection Do you know that? Can�t you feel me? Don�t tread on my bleeding heart 12:30 a.m. - 2002-10-22 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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