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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.

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Unreachable, Lost, Failed

Hiding behind masks of disguise
Tired of her lying words
Dancing around the truth
Holding back the tears
Although stabbing pains sears
Knowing that she knows
Makes it all nearly unbearable to endure
Masking a disguise is nearly impossible
The truth is written upon my face
Unable to hide
Wanting to hold onto the past
Unreachable, lost, failed
I'm losing it.

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