By courtney
Date: 2002 Jan 26
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Haunt

The pain it took to get here
in a place haunted
with ghosts and faces of the past
My mind skips
a broken record of misery
to remind my weakened heart
it still beats
no matter how slight
Traded my worth for these scars
for my only company
when i was on my knees
for love
begging and reaching
for that one hand to hold
for that future in the sun behind
his face
for my worth to mean to another
what it is to me