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if silence is a barrier, i would break through it. if the echoing sounds still didn't stop, i would scream aloud. then i would hear nothing but my voice so clear. if my murky vision is a barrier, i would break through it. if the hazy illusions still didn't go, i would close my eyes so tight. then i would see nothing but the visions of my heart. if my unsteady feet are a barrier, i would break through it. if i still feared that i would fall, i would stop a while. then i would know perfectly where to go and my feet wont faulter again. if my shivering hands are a barrier, i would break through it. if i still feared that the task would go wrong,then i will close my fist so tight and engrave my nails till i felt the pain. then i would know that even if i didn't carry on, i would still hurt myself somehow. if reality seems a barrier, i would break through it. if i still feared my past haunting me,then i would work hard to convert my dreams into reality. then however may be the situations i would survive.
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Jul 6, 2014
Jul 6, 2014 at 11:52 AM UTC
Breaking All Barriers
if silence is a barrier, i would break through it. if the echoing sounds still didn't stop, i would scream aloud. then i would hear nothing but my voice so clear. if my murky vision is a barrier, i would break through it. if the hazy illusions still didn't go, i would close my eyes so tight. then i would see nothing but the visions of my heart. if my unsteady feet are a barrier, i would break through it. if i still feared that i would fall, i would stop a while. then i would know perfectly where to go and my feet wont faulter again. if my shivering hands are a barrier, i would break through it. if i still feared that the task would go wrong,then i will close my fist so tight and engrave my nails till i felt the pain. then i would know that even if i didn't carry on, i would still hurt myself somehow. if reality seems a barrier, i would break through it. if i still feared my past haunting me,then i would work hard to convert my dreams into reality. then however may be the situations i would survive.
Blissfulnobody
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Jul 6, 2014
Jul 6, 2014 at 11:52 AM UTC
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