July 23, 2011
Living under my regrets,
staring back at me is my silhouette
With one foot in my past and the other in my future
I look back at this creature.
Indecisive I stand,
left in command.
Wanting to move,
I've got nothing to prove.
Residing in my skin,
no longer looking where I have been.
My destiny unknown,
I no longer stand alone.
Decisively indecisive,
my thoughts now conclusive.

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