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Friday, November 24, 2006
Killing me softly
Plagued with self-doubt. Beating up everyday The insides Churning them raw Self-pity helps nothing But stabs needles into the eyes Tearing Desperately seeking courage That fires the waning engine Daring to believe all is not In vain
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