Boil my blood, rage running through my veins, so hard to contain this feeling wanting needing almost screaming yelling wishing I was dreaming to wake up from this nightmare. This height scares me because I'm falling so much. I only hope to open my eyes and realize that I'm standing strong, ready for the long mile that is ahead of me.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
An expressive moment
Boil my blood, rage running through my veins, so hard to contain this feeling wanting needing almost screaming yelling wishing I was dreaming to wake up from this nightmare. This height scares me because I'm falling so much. I only hope to open my eyes and realize that I'm standing strong, ready for the long mile that is ahead of me.
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