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The storm of uncertainty clouds the mind Making thoughts unclear, blurry... Your conception of right and wrong, obscured... Ways of which you've learned, forgotten A face that should be familiar has become a stranger The deafening sound of silence has driven you to the edge You wonder when you will fall... Or will someone come to your rescue, to rescue you from falling...
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Mar 10, 2015
Mar 10, 2015 at 5:36 PM UTC
The Edge
The storm of uncertainty clouds the mind Making thoughts unclear, blurry... Your conception of right and wrong, obscured... Ways of which you've learned, forgotten A face that should be familiar has become a stranger The deafening sound of silence has driven you to the edge You wonder when you will fall... Or will someone come to your rescue, to rescue you from falling...
I used to be a damsel in distress until I decided to rescue myself
JustAriana
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Mar 10, 2015
Mar 10, 2015 at 5:36 PM UTC
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