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By KristenAlger

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

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August 30, 2007 23:16Faith

ummmm... okay?

November 21, 2007 04:16Firec

its chaotic.. but it represents something very deep. please read some of my work as well :]