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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.

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Existence

Time shifted-
I'm here and you're there
All that was left between had drifted
Nothing could break the tension that's left in the air
Silent words scream from my heart to yours
Yet, a response is never returned
I could have screamed and begged,
But words wouldn't have been heard
Nothing changes in the end
One thing in reality that I cannot escape or pretend,
We don't exist.

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