Moving on

by Mallary   Nov 15, 2006


I fear the future,
the distance it will bring.
The incompletion in myself when others are gone.
The people i love, that just disapear in a matter of months.
Ill be a lost sheep with no one to guide me.
Alone in a world of critics, searching for my allies.
I cannot be broken down by the enemies but, rather grow from their harsh ways.
So now i see the future should not be feared but better yet a stepping stone,
a turning point in my life to allow me to find comfort in distance.

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