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Monday, January 14, 2013

The First After the Second.

All that I want is just a moment to breathe
A second to hold on,
But still to be me.
A peace that isn't assigned
To a specified date
Or particular time.
If I had but a moment
To collect all of my thoughts
Maybe then the insanity would show.
But who are you?
You wouldn't know.
Because behind the vanity,
Under the lights,
There's another soul
Composed of more than brown eyes.
A fighter until the end.
Nothing but tough,
You wouldn't know.
Because right now,
I'm not enough.