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The Unforgiven
The life journal of dakotahmalicesarah some might say im a half cup empty kind of person. or rather , a boring one mayb? i may not be good at words .yet , i`ll do my best to find words to describe the way i portray life. and of cause only throu the confines of my mind. |
The Unforgettable
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The Thespian
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Saturday @ Saturday, June 09, 2007 In this hole That is me Dirt shoveled over shoulders My Unfair the despare All these scars keep ripping open Buried underneath Hands slip off the wheel Internal path-way to contention Dreams of mourning grief Dreams of fidelity Dreams of inner peace Dreams of unity |