Mental OverDose

If a writer writes something, and nobody is around to read it, does it have any meaning?

Monday, February 26, 2007

Joy

Young and torn
The pain is real
The day your born
Its all you feel

Now hold your time
its all you know
Dont cross the line
Dont let it go

If your lost
Just hold on tight
Your faith you tossed
Its in your sight

Feel it
Be it
Know it
See it

Joy
Posted by Entaris at 10:32 PM

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