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The Defeated
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The Defeated |
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jarid New Member
since 1999-11-28
Posts 7Fulton,NY USA |
It was a long fought match but I loss the fight. To love is to give up your pride. Some stars are to high to reach. Its sometimes your heart that barries you deep. Now I am standing alone on a crowded street. Because the thorns on the rose stabed to far. Wounds do heal but then turn into scars. And this scar is my badge of defeat. The pain is so strong it makes me collaps to the ground. But the people don't stop they just walk around. Gasping for breath I look up into the air. And notice that my star is no longer there. |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Welcome! Some stars may be out of our reach... but we keep stretching for them!  |
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Ohme Senior Member
since 1999-07-17
Posts 816Texas |
Defeat is not reaching! Reaching and missing can be nothing more than a set back. Keep reaching out! |
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