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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, January 23, 2011

Remembering You

Feelings of dread
Reaching into the dark hole
Full of despair
Thoughts creep back
The mirror image of you appear,
Nobody's there
Shattered glass
And I fall to pieces
Remembering you.

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