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I don't have very many dreams or goals that most people have, some that are definitely unreachable, but worth striving for. Every now and then I write a story in my head or pen a poem down. The only way I know how to express myself through words is through my writing.

Monday, April 27, 2009

Through.

The feeling of love is replaced
Left with pure hate and regret
Out of everything I've ever faced
I wish it's you I could forget
Wishing I meant something to you
Left with nothing but thoughts
I'm finally through with you
Set you free and finally see
For who you are
Today, I shall begin to finally feel
Escaping the firm grasps of your manipulation
I'm through with you.

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