2006-11-08 - 11:04 p.m.
Futility This word itches at the back of my brain The idea that all of this could be in vain. No rhyme to support the lack of reason Just a window in time I know I�m leaving Senselessness The opposite of worthiness, lack of value A life measured by misery, it�s true Here I sit all broken hearted Tried to live But barely started Wish I had more time Can you tell I have a Birthday coming?
I wish you Peace
~alison~
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