Here I Stand All Alone, Nowhere To Go On My Own. Nothing comes it never goes, so lost am I no one knows. No love or hate around me, no life as I cannot let it be. There is no light or dark, so my mind is in the park. I am the one in a fantasy land, listening to a marching band. Full of life I want to share, so much love I have to spare. There is no cold there is no heat, no type of music or the beat. There is no good there is no bad, so my life is uncertain which is sad. Here I exist like a clone, so much life and love she has shown. In the land of nowhere I am in, pulling myself apart is not where I begin. #0525 12 October 1987 Cucu Monga Cat © 1987 MEOW-AT
Posted on: Wed, 14 Aug 2013 07:37:35 +0000
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