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:: juz taking a moment to remember ::

Thursday, November 15, 2007 9:58 PM

scared and tired

of the feeling that creeps up inside me when i least expects
it hits hard
leaves me feeling vulnerable
when i have only tigger with me
comforting but its just the two of us
and this is precisely what makes me scared
the thought that this might be how i will feel throughout dec
that this is how i will spend my days
its not a nice feeling
what do i do when the person who makes me cry is also the person who can stop me from crying, and soothes me like no one else can?
he just has that power
thank you

Signing off,
no more ink.

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