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My potential
Contributed by
Mihiri
on
Sunday, 8th August 2004 @ 10:17:08 AM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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Pencils & pens strewn all oer my bed, Theres no space left to rest my aching head, Last night was a nightmare, I acquired no sleep, I was scared by these words, What you sow is what you reap! I awoke this morning with a searing pain, It went right through my mind & paralyzed my brain, Work! Work! Work! Thats all I know, My inner feelings how will I show? I think hard & twice, yet I see no escape, All my troubles & fears are now taking shape, I run from the past, yet Im looking behind, My utmost potential is what Im trying to find...
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2004-08-08 10:17:08] (Date/Time posted on
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