18 March, 2010

Pendulum

Donna

Swings the spectrum of my mind,
Can”t stop thinking, can”t stop the time.
Past thoughts, new thoughts come to me,
Wish all these downs weren”t meant to be.
Silence has become a prayer of mine,
Wishing days away because I can find
No peace, no comfort within my soul
It”s been taken away, leaving an empty hole.

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