May 23, 2010
"..And so I regained a grip on things, wondering why i lost it in the first place."

Thats what I thought qhen i woke up this morning, the last bit of a dream i cannt recall.

I like to think, I was giving a speech, of great importance. Which, I know cannt be true.

I am a coward. I don't aquire courage. I don't have a voice, that speeks above all else. All i have is a pen, and paper.

But maybe, since it was a dream, I dreamt big, breaking the limits.

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ShenelleCrystalx3 said...
Jun. 17, 2010 at 8:43 pm

This poem is absolutley amazing ! Your great , keep it up ! :)

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-daydreamer- said...
Jun. 17, 2010 at 1:55 pm
I really loved this poem, I can so relate!
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