Sister Dearest, by Loneliness is condescending Subscribe to rss feed for Loneliness is condescending

Don’t you think it’s my turn to play? 
For a moment cant we share?
Isn’t it time someone heard every word I say?
Why is no one here aware?
Please will you claim this stray?

I’ll sit in wait 
For my turn to come 
Patiently with eyes locked on fate
To see what I’ll become 

I read a book to pass the time in goodbye 
The tree was happy why aren’t I?

Sister dearest please hide your shadow 
Posted: 2005-11-02 04:15:32 UTC

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2005-11-02 21:50:48waterlily
lol at stray word

2006-03-29 19:34:02lost the lonely dead
*hug* yes god bless the fatherless, motherless, damned? youth...