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Post by Lom83 on Nov 26, 2007 5:22:20 GMT -5
I wrote another one this morning but haven't thought of a title yet...
Walking along, by the road so empty as my mind drifts between what was but no longer can stay where I hold memories so vivid, time passes by. I push forward to hope for the better and stronger, the self assuredness that I'm sure was promised. As an adult, its easy, far too easy to be that person, one who emits an air of control and purpose, one who looks up high and is steadfast yet holds the secret, that as they walk their destination is unknown.
edit:- I also wrote this tonight as I was kind of bored lol as a cute-sy friends poem
The things we do, the places we see, the memories we gather, of you and of me, through good times and bad thickness and thin, together we stay, friends til the end.
I started another one which im yet to finish too...
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