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| Junior Member Join Date: Jun 2008 Location: In a car underwater.
Posts: 29
Tokenz: 745 ![]() ![]() ![]() | Sixteen down. One more year passes by with little to no progress. Still nothing close to a plan. Two years looks like nothing when it's in front of you. Approaching a cliff. I'll attempt to fly, but I might not grow wings in time. I'm moving forward in years and backward in morals. Becoming the things I once hated. Still unsure of myself. Trying to find a direction. Wishing I could buy a map to this maze. I might not get out. And even if I do, what's at the other side? Suddenly my worst fear is everything I don't know. Scared of something I can't change. |
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| Banned PER user's request Join Date: May 2008
Posts: 4,880
Tokenz: 99 ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | aww man... thats a well written poem ![]() |
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