by Annali m Allen
Thursday, October 17, 2002
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Why didnít you just take a bow, and gracefully let my life be.
Instead you come and go as you please and in both present and past you still haunt me.
Iím starting to get to the point where I just donít care, but you still break over my wall.
And what will it be like when I am faced with you, in the present of each and every day?
Will I fold and fall away?!
Or will I learn to enjoy my life as it is?