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My eyes are dry
Yet my heart aches
Why canít I cry
Why canít I
Let all my pain out

And forgive myself
For all the stupid things I said
Because itís not over
Only when Iím gone
Will it stop?

My causing pain
To the ones I care about
Should I let them free now?
And let the red water flow?
Should I shrug them off?

And live my life alone?
The hermit
In the basement
Of the little while house
On 24th street

Jennifer Lynne

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The following comments are for " 24th Street"
by Jenninite

Not bad, I kinda see the beginnings of a Simon and Garfunkel song in it.

( Posted by: Gallus [Member] On: February 4, 2006 )

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