Lady Viola Of The Grave

(01-23-91 / Florida)

Dark smile


I want to smile
but i can only frown
I am in a big crowd
but i feel so alone
Every one is warm
but i am so cold
I feel happy
when i am really sad
I feel strong
but i am a coward
I see him
but i am still sad
his hands look warm
but they are really cold
He is so close
but so far away
He kisses me and i hope that i feel a happy feeling
but i am still sad
and all i can do is smile

Submitted: Monday, February 16, 2009
Edited: Saturday, March 28, 2009

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  • *Trusting You* (3/27/2009 10:30:00 PM)

    if he does not make you feel like the greatest girl in the world then he shouldnt be with you.
    I am in a big crowd
    but i feel so alone
    many people feel that way at times.. even me. dont be so hard on your self.
    Becca (Report) Reply

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