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Published: 2003-10-12 02:26:08 +0000 UTC; Views: 104; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 8
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I played the part,Acted the scene,
Was the character,
But quite honestly, I'm sick of it.
Makes me vomit,
The thought of it.
Then one day,
I turn around,
And I'm everything I never wanted to be.
What happend?
Where did it all go?
My hopes, my dreams,
Gone before I knew it.
And yet,
I push on,
Striving for and fighting for,
What I know,
Is now forever beyond my grasp.
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pandrogas [2003-10-12 02:31:12 +0000 UTC]
Just remember, nothing is ever beyond one's grasp. It's just over the hill.
Good poem.
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