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| Finding truth in this. Meeting myself in ugliness. Trying to achieve happiness through acts of despair. Finding truth in my goals but lacking the means to achieve. Your signs made me believe in you. Kept my hopes alive through hours of darkness. I followed your light, slowly clamping onto my beliefs. When I thought I could reach out. To show what had lived in me. I find myself in front of a wall, with no ray of light cracking through. JooN 27-06-'05 23:22u |
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