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Kellie_Cantrell Senior Member
since 2002-05-22
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Hiding is really not my thing. I stand here alone. Wondering when or where I'll be in 10 years. Will it be heaven because of some tragedy or will I be some where else in the world, happy as can be? I sit here wondering twiriling my hair, how can it be that I'm here right now. Dazed in confusion, lost in my insanity. Here I am wandering through my brain, second-guessing all my thoughts. Here I am crying these tears, letting rain fall down my cheeeks. It is love, that holds me here. Love holds me down, shelters me, but it still only hurts when I breathe. It only hurts when I breathe. So does that really mean, that I'm sitting here now in pain? I don't really even know, maybe someday after wondering I'll know. But as for now I'll let it go. And here I twirl in my mind, letting myself let it all go. I am free now at last. Here I am smiling. Happy as can be! (¨`·.·´¨) (¨`·.·´¨) |
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