www.whyville.net Feb 22, 2009 Weekly Issue



Wicked777
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Broken

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Walk away from this
From me.
Clutch your heavy heart to your chest
Stop sobbing, stop telling me what I've done to you

Don't you realize what you've done to me?
Can't you hear all the little fragments rattling around inside?
Is it really such a secret that I'm lost?
Listen! Listen to me when I tell you that I have no answers!

You'll tell me that there's a chance, that I'm just jaded
And I'll answer back, just as sure, that not all dreams come true
I've seen it happen too many times
Happiness, love, shattered, crippled, agony . . .

I can't face that again.

You want me to tell you about a land of rainbows and glass slippers
Rejoice, for you can still believe that such a world exists!
Find yourself someone happy and whole
Have your Prince Charming tell you those lies, you two can ride off into the sunset . . .

Go back to seeing meaning
In a life that lacks it so.

 

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