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| Off the time of my own....
by foolinruin at 10/5/2009 4:34:04 PM
So this woman before me, with such sincerity, asked a bold question from a distant mind.
"How do you feel about life....your own in specific?"
Was it remorse she wanted me to explain. I mean, all the breaths I've tallied, the miles I've stepped, laughter I've shared, smiles I've given....what exactly was she after? Lies spoken from my own lips, hearts torn by these blistered hands, dreams I have seldom recalled....how to sum up the days I've measured. So, without any depth, my teeth grinding as well as the gears in my head....nothing short of poetic beauty slipped from my tongue.
"That damn monkey stole my burrito!"
I cannot pass the time until my mother reads this article. Thank you.
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