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Saturday, October 28, 2006


Part of my poem..
If I could let go of sadness,

I wouldn't have to force my heart to beat.

I feel like I'm slipping into madness,

my dreams were much to sweet.

Their failure has rendered me useless,

I struggle finding ways to go on.

It seems like my efforts are fruitless,

the road ahead way too long.

What is the price of dreaming?

Is it lifelong heartache and pain?

(Well what do you think so far? )

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