Worry
Worry is my arch enemy.
It twists me until I can bear it no more.
Why does is have to grab such a hold of my mind?
If I try to run away it will only hunt me down.
I'm afraid it will be my tormenter forever.
-- 12/05
Carly
It twists me until I can bear it no more.
Why does is have to grab such a hold of my mind?
If I try to run away it will only hunt me down.
I'm afraid it will be my tormenter forever.
-- 12/05
Carly
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1 Comments:
I especially liked the irony of the last line!
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