Waiting for someone to sweep me off my feet
To fall in love
But it's not meant to be.
Gathering dust
In this cold, dark room
Tears streaking down my face
I cry in silence
With no one to hear me.
Older every second
The clock ticks slowly by
Recording my failure
Being Alone
For eternity.
- Carly Floyd
11/22/08
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