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in every man's life,
there comes a time
when you are confronted with a path.
whichever direction you choose will be the last.
whether you keep on the beaten way,
or turn and lead yourself astray.

stray into a place unknown,
and hope for the best as you go on alone.
leave behind all you've ever called home,
and hope for the best on your own.

it's never a choice others will understand.
it's never a choice with which they'll lend a hand.
you can never expect forgiveness,
you can never hope to return.

you lie awake, pondering through the night,
holding the ones you love with all your might.
you'd be happy to take them with you,
but you know they cannot go.
you dare not ask them to leave all they've known.

you dream of a chance to start anew,
even if your only company is you.
and yet you fear life without them,
what in the hell are you to do?

is it worth the chance?
can you take the risk?
you know what you need,
no matter where it leads.
but you also know what you want,
it's right there in front.
everytime you open your eyes,
it's all you see.

do you take the step,
do you make the leap?
is there a net to catch you,
or will you meet only defeat?

close your eyes and take a breath,
pray for all that is good,
and for all those you have left...

i'll take the leap,
and hope i land on my feet.
i stand before a new horizon,
facing life anew...
is this the end of me,
or just the end of me and you?

you'll never understand,
you'll never think of me and smile again,
it'll all seem something personal,
but it's truely nothing you could control.

fear and doubt; a sense of emptiness,
a void that needs filled.
no matter how i hurt you,
no matter all i do...
just know i always did and i do love you still.

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those who know me, know the point...i miss you all.
no matter how hard that is to believe.
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On Monday February 13th, 2006, MindRape (872) writes:
I'm so glad I'm as fucked up and indecisive as I am, sometimes... I tend not to commit to such stone set assumptions as to be called a "belief"


On Monday February 13th, 2006, MindRape (872) writes:
I have an ex too. He thinks I hate hime, and right now I can't even disprove that accusation to myself. But..I can't prove it w/o doubt either.


On Monday February 13th, 2006, MindRape (872) writes:
Unfortunately though...the lines of communication got all crossed so quick, so fast and it swirled for so long that there was too much ground to cover and no where where to start picking up the splintered pieces....


On Monday February 13th, 2006, MindRape (872) writes:
that's mainly because i'm sure it was all my fault and the only way I knew how to fix it was to actually become whoever i'm supposed to end up being before I have the strength to face him


On Monday February 13th, 2006, MindRape (872) writes:
even now, when I pass him in the halls at night and during my work days on the phone i haven't the courage to acknowledge that I see him for fear he will approach and need answers that I do not have


On Wednesday February 1st, 2006, The Fool (1001) writes:
I just read it again and it brought tears to my eyes it's very sad


On Wednesday February 1st, 2006, The Fool (1001) writes:
I've felt this beforev.v it sucks sometimes*hugs*



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