ummm...just some random poems i wrote on my ipod on car rides.
An empty blackness my heart reveals
it makes me wonder if this is real
yeah it seems that bad
and what's worse?
It is.
You'll find me at that place
where real is fake
Near the Living Lake
Where "that couldn't exist"
is no part of your mind
for there, you can;
Live without death
Breathe without breath
sing without voice
choose without choice
Paint without colors
Love without lovers
Walk without rest
Win without best
And you'll meet me there
Where both roads entwine
Where your fate becomes mine
All lives live together
And we live,
Forever
Anyway, there you go, believe me there's PLENTY more where that came from
nrdygrl614 Community Member 
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