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Darkness Member
since 2002-10-17
Posts 202The place just beyond my eyes, where my spirit flies. |
After a day of conquering my fears, I try in vain to hit the high notes on "Just Got Wicked." For my throat is soar from screaming back at the fear. I am a big person and not afraid to admit my fears, Abandonment, If everyone left I don’t know what I’d do. Spiders, Creepy and crawly, yeah they scare me too. Heights, I’m almost certain that I’m going to fall. Crowds, I just feel like I’ll get lost amongst them all. Death,(Be Not Proud) Why wouldn’t I be afraid to die? Amounting to nothing, Whey I think about this, I just want to cry. There are even more that lay under my skin But one by one those fears are falling, As I scream in their faces. But after a day of conquering my fears, It's so hard to hit the high notes on "Just Got Wicked." [This message has been edited by Darkness (07-04-2003 09:21 AM).] |
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