Written 8-31-2009
Tearstained
My constant complexion
So drained
I don't feel anymore
Can't explain
My thoughts have no direction
Who to blame
Is what I'm searching for
It rained
My secret resurrection
I played
For hours outside my door
I've now been shamed
No one is lesser
How to complain
I'm shaken from my core
Am I insane
My constant complexion
Tearstained
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