Pretty Flower

Pretty Flower

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Through the window

I cried for help
No one came

Why oh Why
Do you play this game

I'm hurt and wounded
I'm ill and dying

It's cause of you
And your soulful lying

I'm shouting out somebody, anybody, please.
Help me live my life with ease.

Day after day
Night after night

I feel it in my bones,
An everlasting freight

This nightmare won't come to end
I have one request left, my friend ...
You would help me
If you didn't see
through the window , and right through me

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