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Post by Devi145 on Jun 8, 2003 12:47:06 GMT -5
Running through patches of embracing thorns,
Stumbling and caressing the ground quickly trying to get a grasp,
In this reality that's seemed to done nothing but fill my life with scorns,
Breath becoming dense while losing feeling in my hand,
I cant trudge through this quick sand placed in my path,
I'll sink as if it was apart of God's plan to with-hold my weak stand.
Darker sky clouding my thoughts, lightning striking in my every pacing jump,
Too bad you never tried saving me...
Knocked out, blanked...for running into a solid stump.
Funny how my life ended...the way it began,
For trusting you,
For keeping a stubborn friend.
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