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this is old, but [Mar. 1st, 2005|07:48 pm]
lost and forsaken


[mood |discontentdiscontent]

Where am i, confused Sparrow?
your feathers melted all away
in the acid rain of tomorrow,
naked in the light of day.

Where was he when i needed him?
Why so unforgiving?
My perception of reality so dim
Why am i even living?

I know i am ugly little bird,
uglier than most.
I know that i'll never hear the word
whos meaning i value most.

tired,..... so tired......