Thoughts from a Conundrum

an enigma wrapped in a riddle dressed in a conundrum

Saturday, February 14, 2004

i know a girl

I know a girl who has been hurt over and over.
People ripping her spirit apart,
'til there is nothing left.

I know a girl who is lost and alone.
There is no where to turn,
except to those who hurt more.

I know a girl who can't run from the hurt.
It follows her everywhere,
though she tries everything to escape.

I know a girl who is consumed by pain.
He follows her everywhere,
tearing her up but not letting go.

Her tears could fill an ocean,
but they never run dry.
She tries to run, but he always finds her,
'til there is no more girl.

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