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Tuesday, July 12, 2005
poem...
"Untitled"
Running...
Until I trip...
My face beaten...
The flesh torn from my feeble bones...
And I decide to stand...
Fight...
No more avoiding this...
It must be done...
Weather I succeed of fail...
Live of die...
No more running...
No more falling...
No more hurting...
No more lieing...
It's been all too long...
I've fallen all too far...
All too fast...
It's finally time...
To release the pain...
Let it flow from me...
Allow the tsunamis to recede...
To set the knife to its final place of rest...
Is this hello...
Or is it goodbye..
We may not know...
Until it's too late...
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