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Main Forum - Category:Poetry & Short Stories
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 what's all in our minds and what's beyond our control what other excuses can we find to command a soul other than our own and where are all the thoughts i keep locked inside my head where do people go when finally they're dead when can i feel the peace owed to me by GOD and when do dreams surface... where we're buried beneath the sod? how do i exist when i feel i'm not alive and how can i allow myself to go on others' selfish, pity rides why do i speak when i know i'll say it all wrong and why can't i sing when buried deep i have a song?
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