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My Choice

Afraid to speak, Afraid to see Hands together yet so far apart Heart pounding like a waterfall The sun rises but it is still dark Fear of love Fear of flight Fear of everything that comes in the night , The essence of the night is stinging in my mind They come for me , but i revolt them Do not pitty me For it is what I choose I have a free will and this is what i choose I choose to be let alone So let me be for this is what i choose.

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Date: 10/1/2011 2:12:00 PM
Very well expressed. Nessa
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Book: Shattered Sighs