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Thursday, December 9, 2010

the void

speaking to the vast and unending universe
i'm tired

where is the change i was promised

things feel sickeningly familiar

and the unyielding force of failure slams against me unwilling, mocking, taunting

stuck in the conflicting acknowledgment of my own importance

where are my answers

where is my hope

is this my always
Posted by Gypsy at 10:34 AM

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