She walks along this lonely street
no one to dry her tears
massage her tired feet
or calm ever present fears
Seeing life through tainted heart
making everything gray
Alone, her life, anew to start
Always searching for a way
But life goes on no matter what
That fact she cannot quell
Memories ne'er to be forgot
Within her heart they dwell
So she keeps walking this lonely street
Keeps searching to find her way
Every night she lies down to sleep
And prays tomorrow's a better day
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Poetry, etc.
Some of the poetry in this journal is mine, some is my cousin's. If it is my work, i marked it with a *JJ* otherwise its my cousin's.
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