Intangible Horizon, by bedazzled
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To conquer this doubt
that corrodes at my veins
is to find perfection.
Deep breaths,
cool oxygen
to gather the strength it takes
to fight myself.
If I could only
suffocate
these insecurities
and bury them forever
then eternity would be touchable.
Patience to my weary feet
and shredded heart,
patience.
To wait,
to endure,
to reveal paradise.
How far,
how far away?
Intangible horizon.
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Posted: 2009-10-05 08:33:55 UTC |
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