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Oct 28, 2008
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Battleground
The hurt -All encompassing and consuming.The pain -Sharp, with deadly accuracy.The fear -So deep into the core of the soul.The stress –Simply mind bending.The rage –With animalistic aggression.The anger –Always bitter and blinding.The sentence –Fragmented and senseless.The words –But a blur in the mind.The fight –Near the white flag.The hope –Shattered. The reality –Sucks. The corner –Turned. She pushed aside the hurt.She brushed away the pain.She stood up to the fear.She quieted the stress.She squashed the rage.She eased the anger.She restructured the sentence.She found the words.She fought the fight.She regained the hope.Her reality became livable. She turned the corner –Again.
Written by Tink 10/28/02 5:45am
— Tink, Oct 28, 2008
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Kailashana
17 years 7 months ago
Amazing labyrinth of a
themoonman
17 years 7 months ago
Hi Tink...
Tessadiana
17 years 7 months ago
hey
Mark
17 years 7 months ago
speachless tink
Tink
17 years 7 months ago
thanks to all for commenting
infinite_dwarf
17 years 7 months ago
tink
muttering_madwoman
17 years 7 months ago
gorgeous, tink
Tink
17 years 7 months ago
love you too n - always!and
Jasmine
17 years 7 months ago
Amazing
poewriter58
17 years 7 months ago
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