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by Jack Ryan Aug 1, 2009 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
I know not who I seek. My past, my present or my future. It's all so dim to me. I seek my creator or I seek His enemy. All in due course my friend My dull old brain told me. I live my life from day to day With nothing to look back to with pride and no future for which to speak. I am just waiting for a few words, To find out what I am trying to seek. Let it be today. Let today be the day. The day I move away.