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"bitterblue" poems
A million ways to say one thing. Maybe one feeling fractured into a million emotions. Or perhaps the other way around. I am scared. I am so terribly frightened. That I’ll fail--seemingly legitimate, yes? Fear of failure stops even the surest of hearts. But I am not sure. I am not strong. I am the weakest of the weak. I do not know whether to continue in my fear, or bask in my pride. Both are poisonous but a middle line seems like a tightrope.
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Nov 4, 2013
Nov 4, 2013 at 12:02 AM UTC
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