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Procrastination

Possibility is the killer

Its the force that will destroy me

My worst enemy

Shes looking right at me

I see it and I believe it

and it makes sense

Logical in these weary eyes

Could I step out and concur this world

The answer is definite

The truth; solitary I am bound

Greatness lies within these eyes

Doubt in every mirror

Do it tonight

Conquer this decimate land

But these weary eyes see all angles

Widening and constricting

Disturbing my perceptions

I'll close these eyes

Just for tonight

Over whelmed with the possibility

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laurie-fisher
33 / F / American
Published
Oct 10, 2011
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