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Nonsense, Or Perhaps A Wonderful Despair

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I hate the fact I'm feeling
All this endless sickly dreaming
The rush, rush, rush
Of make-believing,
That never stops.

I wish I'd just grow up already
Despising friends, despising me,
The push, push, push
Of immortality,

That never comes.
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Joe Breunig 06 October 2006

You need to endure the 'good fight of faith' like the rest of us; always tap into His Strength.

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Landrey 05 July 2006

You spoke my heart, man. Awesome. -landrey

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