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When good bye's are to hard to say and fighting it....

is all the same

Searching for a strength that over powers me

to the point of fantasy

Isn't it funny how everyone want's to be somebody

but nobody is themselves

enough of these emotional battles

I'm having a physical fall out

Heres a toast to when I've said to much

thinking it was better than nothing

And then hearing silence in return made me wonder..

is this the right decision

Now nothing is making any kind of sense and

I'm afraid cause I'm fearless

Bound to my convictions and

faceing my greatest vice courage



 

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  • white stone
    April 8

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    Very honest write of you. It's hard to lay oneself out for all the world to see and stick it in the featured box. Good Job!


    "Heres a toast to when I've said to much"-too
    "faceing my greatest vice courage"-facing

    Just trying to help