duminică, 25 ianuarie 2009

end of the day

A face she knows so well
Hiding secrets she will never tell
She looks deep into the eyes, just to be ignored
The reality of her past, can't reveal all that is in stored
She looks for a smile, a little hint of what she needs to find
The empty pockets of her dreams, leaves her hallow and blind
A glimpse of what she thought she would be, a princess, a mother
a wife
Now the day is done, and with it goes another piece of her wannabe life

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