Changing ways
Burning
Bridges
Why does it
Have to be so
Hard
   
Wiping the slate
Rubbing it
Clean
Ripping out the pages
Looking for a
New
Book
Way
Out
   
What is
Coming
Next
Will I find
Warmth
Love
   
What will
Become of
Me
Alone again
After trying so
Hard
   
Am I
Destined to
Drift
Fit in
No where
Unable to
Touch
Be
Touched
   
It will all
Work out
So they
Say
But can I
Wait
How long
Do I
Get
Will I
Ever

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