My Journey: Now

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Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Now

I wield no deadly weapon All I have are my words What good are they to me now When my world has fallen Into the realm of the unknown All I want is to be free But that cannot happen What I wish for cannot be What I long for does not exist Nothing has any meaning I see no purpose What is this being... Sign in to see full entry.

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