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Traveling faster with my tears in hand, wanting to find a dry place to land.

ive been through too much to now turn back, it just those quality things i always seem to lack,

finding my way in this upside down world, everythings spinning faster, my tails tangled and curled,

restless relief, i find no resort, had a trial on life, just a corruption at court.

the system of all can crumble and fall. independence is far and drawing us in, who will answer its call?

closer i get to a gate with no key. whatever happened to the innocent me?

whirlwinds of hatred, fast spreading doubt, searching and hoping for my escape out.

more doors left to open, ill leave them alone, heaven forbid, you should leave that thrown

they put you on a pedistool for all to see.you destroy all things living and say what about me?







Poetry by Jessica
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Written on 2006-11-01 at 20:03

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Kathy Lockhart
I recognize that place Jessica. Push through it.
2006-11-04