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Tenacious Isn'T The Word For It...

Falling ever faster from the tallest of your spires,
I drink in the sky as my heart burns in the fires
And during this plight of mine, my pale lips can only quiver,
The pain I have bared for you could fill river after raging river
The master of my demeanor pays no heed to my call,
The last thing i want is to give it everything away and lose it all
This quest of my soul has been so tough,
Yet no matter how hard I tried to, I still haven't given up
Samantha Stough
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
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