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Who the fuck knows ?
No seriously,
Who the fuck knows?
How I feel,
How I really feel.
Don't try and empathises with me!
Tomorrow when you wake,
That empathy will be gone.
While I'll wake and pause,
My head still fucked up.
RIP the lads,
Forever Young.
Why me ?
What have I done ?
Guilt lasts an eternity.
You are right. I don't think
You are right. I don't think I could ever understand what you have been through. But I know the pain of having to listen to the "I understands" and the people who think they know, but don't.
Past that I could not fathom what you have been through.
But I do love the poem. It has that jaggedness that no matter who you are makes you FEEL.
Love,
LovingLovelace
If your mirror doesn't find you one of the most beautiful people it has ever seen, punch it and find a better mirror.
15 and a whole world in front
15 and a whole world in front of you. We are merely limited by
The limitations we impose on ourselves. Accept the challenge
And when you blossom you won't even know it and you'll be
Off and running full tilt.
I've been through a lifetime, with yet a lifetime to go.
Merely words as you say.
Sleep perchance to dream........
Paratrooper's don't die........ they go to Hell and regroup!!!