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By CJ king Submitted by hairdiva Date: 2007 Dec 10 Comment on this Work [[2007.12.10.18.24.12113]] |
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i am no authority on life; indeed Maturity doesn't seem something I aspire to Too strongly. And I have my moments where you'd swear that I'm a child. But I know about the pull of the tides on your heart And the way you feel alone among crowds Misunderstood, among friends And lonely, with a hundred people around. Just making it through the next five minutes seems Too, too much to ask. But ask. And ask. And ask. Until you get there. And there you will be On the other side of that feeling With your head held high And a deep, deep breath away... From what you dream of. Oh, I know of that utterly desolate feeling Where you feel you need somebody else to make it better But you, only you, can get you there. And you have to get there yourself. Before anybody can join you. I have it on the highest authority. |