
eh.. my theme. i've been meaning to write it for months now... i jotted down a bunch of random words at four in the morning and this is what i got.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Words: 146 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 08-11-06 - id: 2228778
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Pretend you've got what I do
But look me in the eye
You can't have turned yourself to me
Cause I'm not who you think see
Over years of wandering
Aimlessly through days of grey
You see I've taken all the pieces
Of the ones who are my friends
…little pieces no one
Really notices are gone
But pieces that make me
Who I am
All the anger hate and love
Left behind to rot
I've taken in my broken arms
And let them
Acquire what they sought
I took the sadness
Shoved away
Replaced be
Happiness
She found that day
I took the horror
Left behind
When he
Found out
The truth
I took them all
Feelings bringing only doom
Lost and forgotten
Thrown away
Do you not see?
I took the million little pieces
And turned them into me
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