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Thoughts

Sunday, November 05, 2006

Horses run wild,
Imagination follows.
To the end of the world,
It will continue to roam.

Soft hushes rung,
Soothing words flickered.
Pace slowed down to jog,
To understand the truth.

Angels lingered above,
With careful and good advice.
To lead the correct path,
And non-regretable route.

Devils interfered,
With sinful intentions.
To take the easy way,
Yet the most painful one.

The human mind, clear.
A balance of everything,
A balance of all factors,
To make the decision.

Thoughts are everything,
The universe, us.
To succeed or to fail,
Depends on solo.

8:31 PM she's got style

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