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Oct 2010
I'm trying not to be so crazy.
I have trouble, dwelling on things that bring me down.
How do I see tomorrow, through all those yesterdays?
I wish I was stronger, being weak all the time gets old.
I strive to control all the small things, so maybe I'll feel less out of control.
I need to be happy; happier at least.
How come and I can't just forget, or reconcile myself with what I've got?
If it would just stop hurting, even if for just a brief moment.
If this aching from my bones would just cease.
If I had it all back..
(c) 28/10/10
Bellis Tart
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