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22 November, 2010

Poems of the crappy kind

My mind is a wondrous place
I get lost sometimes
And it's hard to find my way back
Back to reality
Back on track

But I'm fighting myself
Every day
To become a better me
For me and someone else.

I always get the urge to let you in, whenever you're not around. Feels like I'm fighting an endless war inside of myself, and whenever I get to the turning point, where I have a chance of facing my fears, I flee and hide behind the walls I've spent so many years building. Stupid girl.

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