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cant help feeling lost
scared, confused, and out of touch
cant seem to find a track
like every step i take doesnt do much
eyes of fire i burn what i see
cant even keep alive whats in front of me
im sorry if what i say will die
either i win or lose no chance to survive
tossing, turning losing grip once again
so with this very pen i'll sign my life away
and fall into my bitter end
Posted: 2007-01-10 08:17:46 UTC

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2007-02-15 23:50:58Lil'Fighter
Great Poem!