To Be

October 8, 2011
I don't know much about me
I don't know much abot him
My heart has no key
and my hearts shadow is dim
The rainbows once in side my life,
are now thunder storms.
And all the coldness in my life,
came from the warm.
I used to wonder what it would seem if
people nevr judged on scene
Now I can't even dream
I can't see, this is me
An even more broken person to be.

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