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an empty page,


an open road...





to speak or not to speak?


(to run or fall behind?)





that is the question.





Since when have i had any answers?





Always choosing an easy silence...


Too easily broken by my screams.





Bad habits


are


harder


to


BREAK





Defenses ravaged,


Stronghold stormed,


Is there anywhere left to run?



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On Wednesday October 12th, 2005, CrestfallenTears (22) writes:
BEAUTIFUL. I cannot say more than that...it seems my jaw is now to the floor.great work


On Wednesday May 11th, 2005, AniDayz (1241) writes:
i cannot even begin...to explain the depths this encompasses within me. this is amazing. you are amazing. and there is nothing left to say.


On Monday March 28th, 2005, suicideseason (2128) writes:
Captivating pain...masterfully rendered.Simply amazing write...and I love the title.


On Monday March 28th, 2005, Northstar (453) writes:
wow--this really hit me hard--amazing write---there is much i relate to expressed here


On Monday March 28th, 2005, frozen (741) writes:
great write


On Monday March 28th, 2005, Sticky Kitty (317) writes:
nice thoughts -kitty



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