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the early mornings
the late nights
at 1am your still in bed
at 1am im getting ready to leave
my day off
im still up and going 
by 3am as im about to go
i relize its my day off
i try to go to sleep
but i cannot go
if i sleep to long
perhaps i wont wake up
my biggest fear
is that i will not walk
through that front door
but the pearly white doors
that sit and wait
Posted: 2007-08-23 06:08:47 UTC

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2007-08-30 23:16:09Faith
ummmm... okay?

2007-11-21 04:16:43Firec
its chaotic.. but it represents something very deep. please read some of my work as well :]