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fooling yourself
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fooling yourself
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fooling yourself
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Too true..Nice write.. |
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fooling yourself
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You feel the world crash into the back of your head
As you remember all the things that you have said, Your words shot like bullets with intent to kill Using every syllable with perfect skill, you emphasize Whatever point you want to make as long as your the one driving There will be no mistakes. let go of the reigns It's ok to be wrong The only one you've fooled is Yourself all along. |
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as i grow old
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some really powerful prose....... |
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as i grow old
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Thank You . Is it You or me you write about ? or just getting older ? |
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as i grow old
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A voice to my thoughts Thank you for sharing |
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as i grow old
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Yes....How we handle what life throws us on a daily basis... changes daily. Good write |
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as i grow old
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Awesome write |
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Topic:
Tell Me
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l eloquently spoke
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as i grow old
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as i grow old
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I have walked lifes many lanes,
crossed my bridges as they flamed, i've been a hero, played the fool, I've been a villain & I've been a saint too, I've been loved & I've been hated, I've been over & under rated I've been a liar I've told the truth either way I've paid my dues I've been in hot water, left out in the cold I've been a rebel who does what he's told. i have walked through the avenues of all my old point of views & i see the dreams i use to hold change in me as i grow old |
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i love my girl but for some reason i feel sick to my stomach when im around her or even here her name i'm not shore i wasn't always like this but just suddenly I've been feeling this way what do you guess think |
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Topic:
what will remain?
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what will remain?
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lotsa possitivity,prayers, sent you way
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90% of all the times LIFE beat me down,
it seams i handed the baseball bat to it first |
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what will remain?
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when it is the end of my play
will anything of me remain? a ghost of my consciousness or just a shadow of nothingness caught in the void of tomorrows past, on solar winds my spirit cast, left to float & drift away riding on the solar rays am I bound for eternal bliss, dependent on a saviors kiss. that let's me know that I've done well. and saves me from eternal hell or will i simply feed the ground no consciousness to hear a sound? |
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Topic:
what will remain?
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a perfect poem |
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what will remain?
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Nice |
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