By courtney
Date: 2002 Jan 26
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[[2002.01.26.13.13.4551]]

traces

The feeling traces over me
a gray form of lust
has me trapped
again
with my back to the wall
and my face to the sky
I tripped into a feeling
dropping myself
into regret
for the wish of acceptance
for that thrill of
a new hand
a new kiss
a new heart
to hold
only all i hold now
is my own dignity
sent back damaged
from an act that haunts
you were supposed to be
different
the little girl in me
cries
for what i believed
of fairytales
are nothing but make believe