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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.

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Conflicted

So much confusion
Not enough words to describe
Just how much I feel inside
All your feelings are such illusions
All logic disappears
I'm full of despair
Wishing there was something left to spare
And all I'm left with are tears
There's too much to deal
Bursts of love and hatred
All my feelings you've desecrated
There's too much to feel that's real
By all pain you've inflicted,
My heart's conflicted.

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