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May 09, 2004 If one day I don’t feel like talking…almost lost and staying silent, If one day everything bugs me…to the point of anger and insanity, If one day I feel like giving up…throwing in the towel and surrender, If one day I am too exhausted…moronic and completely neurotic, If one day I feel like crying…giving it all up and wish of dying, If one day I refuse to listen…shut my ears and act stubborn, If one day I feel like running…away from all this ugly madness, If one day I don’t ask for help…to lift my spirits up from the dead And if one day all of this happens…I really wish you can fathom… How I can ever be okay…or put me back together again… Okay so I can never make it big as a poet!:p (1:35 AM) ~`~
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