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Member since 2004 · Posted 2 Sep 2004 · 2 comments

im lost in a forrest of illusion twisting in my own confusion im scarred of my imagination everything i see is my creation i wish everything would dissapear after that would i see clear? but no its still cloudy and grey and its taking my life away im so unsure of my thoughts everything i think of rots what am i supposed to do? i dont know so i ask you

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[n/a] horus8 3-Sep-04/3:20 PM Reply

A potato chip in a flash flood.

[10] redneck_woman3322 20-Sep-04/9:56 AM Reply

This is a poem I think a lot can relate to...lots of us are unsure of our thoughts at one point in our lives...this one I liked too...