Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplacable spark. In the hopeless swamps of the not quite, the not yet, and the not at all, do not let the hero in your soul perish and leave only frustration for the life you deserved, but never have been able to reach. The world you desire can be won, it exists, it is real, it is possible, it is yours.

Wednesday, February 15, 2012


How do you leave the past behind
When it keeps finding ways to get to your heart
It reaches way down deep an tears you inside out,
Til you're torn apart.

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