Four months not moved an inch
at every mention i still do flinch
four months i wonder why.
A time i'm mean't to smile
but i'm crying all the while.
four months i wait to die.
And when they question of my mind
wont let them take what they can find.
Four months i sit and sigh.
I quake and wait for the floor to open
let this misery eat me up
escape give up its all the same
Four months im outside in the rain.
Monday, 13 April 2009
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