inspiration Posted October 19, 2005 Share Posted October 19, 2005 i don't cry. i only write to rid of the feelings inside. see so many things i want. but i often let my ego coincide. i do not know where i'm going. yet i'm still walking out the door. i heard you say wait, but I can't take it anymore. my infinite amount of hope. was left with you when i walked out. now i have nothing else to be here for. i wish i could start a new chapter, but that requires picking up where i left off.... my pen is empty, and so is my heart... goodnight. I am, Sir. Yours Respectively. -.ins Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jackknive Posted October 19, 2005 Share Posted October 19, 2005 I like it Your good. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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