STOP THE CLOCKS

By SWEET_LOVE_AL_THE_PLACES@YAHOO.COM
Date: 16 April 2001

STOP THE CLOCKS

WHATS THIS ON MY FACE IS IT A TEAR,COULD IT BE A FROWN... STOP THE CLOCKS,STOP THE TIME KNOW ONE MAKE A SOUND... IM STUCK IN A PLACE,WHERE I DONT WANT TO BE... IM ALWAYS SAD AND UNHAPPY.... MY FACE IS RED AND I AM BLUE... TEARS KEEP FALLING I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO... I KEEP ON SEARCHING FOR MY SOUL... THERE APART OF ME MISSING,CAUSE IM NOT HOLE... WHATS THIS ON MY FACE IS IT A TEAR,COULD IT BE A FROWN... STOP THE CLOCKS STOP THE TIME KNOW ONE MAKE A SOUND... MY LIFE IS ON HOLD... I FEEL MY SOUL HAS BEEN SOLD... I TRY TO MOVE ON... MY LIFE SEEMS GONE... I WAKE UP EACH MORNING WITH A TEAR IN MY EYE... I KNOW IM NOT PERFECT BUT I TRY....BYE RHONDA RENEE PARISH-2/8/00

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