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by obeydisorder at 5/12/2008 6:11:36 PM
A grey future lies ahead with an outline of perfection, still there's fog that clouds my view underlining a deception. I can feel intense emotions and a reason to invest though I've taken the chance before and put in my very best just to find that I can't change them or make them who I dream of them to be. I don't know if they're to blame or if I should be blaming me. I haven't lost sight of my intentions, but I will concede I've suffered doubts - not in myself or in my future, but in a close someone else. Clarity's out the window and I struggle to hold my grip. If this isn't meant to be, then I sense a violent rip of the heart which I have given and bestowed upon another. Should I drop and cling to ground then pray and crawl for cover? Should I face the waiting fray and welcome the worst of what's ahead or should I slyly sneak out the door and seek a safer future instead? Promises, vows, and oaths given offer little comfort to my mind. I've heard them and experienced others whose words they could not bind to the actions which they ensured and the dreams that they described - to the comfort and the blessings in the heaven that they prescribed. Still it lingers in my head and dictates where my thoughts will lead when all along all I've wanted is to be spared pain I don't need.
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