Friday, May 6, 2005
My Own Enemy
Such indecision...not the kind you’d like. I know what I want, made up my mind. But the kind that envelops fear Fear of not savoring success my dear! Then really messing up Ending in a vegetative state... Better be kept long enough Tied to the hospital bed For then, I wouldn’t know, How to endure...
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