Thursday, July 3, 2008
Do you ever feel like you're digging yourself out of a dark hole?
"Cornucopia" by Nicholas Rougeux Splendour Oh, the memories she buries Building new ones with each new day Sweet slumber still beyond reach for there is no salve to placate the sting of condemnation There is no greater enemy than self doubt second guessing No fast lane or passing lane The embers of...
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