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By lill_hugz Date: 2003 Jul 15 Comment on this Work [[2003.07.15.17.33.10035]] |
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That little voice inside of us that just wants to be heard. A shell of what we where once while emptiness bellows inside. The guy insecure with stone cold eyes. A mentor. A hero. An inspiration. A friend that I once knew long ago now drifting off to a place I'll never reach. We all differ in people's eyes ...we are loved and hated. Yet what I don't understand is what part of letting go of people we care of will make us so grown up? |