Trying
By elvis_bob_dave
Tue, 28 Sep 2004
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I look, confused and scared,
My head will not allow me,
To see further than the black print,
Just lying on the page.
I stare, longing to see,
The hidden depths of the,
Black font which makes words,
That I can't understand.
I need to get away,
Just leave this broken world,
A world with crime,
No-one knows.
I cry, confused and scared,
As I try again,
To read the words,
Too deep for me to find.
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