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So tell me why
I'm swimming against a tide
I'm looking for answers
No questions, No more.
Don't look at your hands,
Questions would be there.
All you'll find are
Scars all around your hands.
Don't pretend
To be someone you're not,
Someone with an answer
When you've nothing to hold.
One second a lie
Two seconds a legend
Three seconds a Story
A life time a book.
Poetry by krista
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Written on 2008-02-14 at 11:09
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