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By angieubaldo Date: 2001 Sep 26 Comment on this Work [[2001.09.26.08.11.19160]] |
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I feel trapped, I cannot leave this perimeter. Or else the bad guys are going to get me, Simply for being who i am. They'll eat me alive, Just for me love. I do not know who they are, or why they hate me. But I am oh so scared, oh what will happen, when they find out. This war rages on, thorough my mind, this confsion eats me alive. I have no answers, i do not know what to tell people when they ask me what are we going to do. and i cannot explain why our leader is taking his course of action. everyone i seem to come across seems to have no problem telling me what they think of "us," and what we do. Its funny with all this stuff going on, turning my stomach into this ball of fire, i think i have a ulcer again... in the midst of all this, i can't help to think of you, because i know when they shit hits the fan, I want to be by your side, just in case, you are the last person i see before i depart this horrible place. but everytime i run to you for consolence, all you say is, "What are you doing here??," with that dumb look on your face.... as you dial her phone number. |