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 Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2007 3:52 am
I don’t know you
When you read my words
I’m talking to you
Maybe I’m dead,
Maybe I’m gone,
But right now I’m here with you
You may know who I am,
You’re reading my life-
The kind of person I am, Isn’t it nice?
You may know me,
I’m talking its true,
And that’s all good
But what about you?
I know you’re here,
But where are you from?
Maybe you struggled
To get where you are,
Maybe it’s hard, are you alone?
Did you ever feel you’re far from home?
You were searching, for that something…
What do I do know?
Who cares what you do,
I know you probably regret some things too,
They tell you to be strong; it’s easy to be weak
So much energy has it gone to waste?
It’s hard to see who you are,
Maybe you’re fighting, afraid what will become…
You’re not the first,
You’re not the last,
There will be always blood in the past,
What you do now, will matter then
I know sometimes you would have rather end
But you’re wondering, maybe I don’t know you
Maybe I’m crazy,
Maybe I’m wrong,
Maybe what I have said has yet to come,
Maybe you’re finally happy, or perhaps not
Maybe you’ve just given up, but you’re breathing
Truth is I don’t know you…
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Posted: Fri Mar 30, 2007 8:04 pm
Sorta sad and kind of reflecting
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2007 6:52 am
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