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by Teria Feb 23, 2009 category : Sadness, depression / other
Written WordsYou speak to me of beauties that lie beyond our seas. Scream about your faulty, yet rational insecurities. Forever I have dreamt of the life made out for me. For the one that I am living is less than I could be. I hear the silence linger and wish that it would end. No courage has come forth from my might warrior friend. I've fought my battles standing upon rocks that I have built. And, promised many others that written words shall show no guilt.My failure covers yours, marking many boundaries. For I've written with my tears, all possible insecurities.