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Author: slvrserfr
Fiction Rated: M - English - Spiritual/Tragedy - Published: 05-27-08 - Updated: 05-27-08 - Complete - id:2523004
I don't feel anything anymore. A stranger in my own in life. Contemplating between life and death.
Stuck inbetween wanting to excel and giving up completely.
So many uncertainties and insecurities.
Will I ever achieve success?
Will I ever achieve happiness?
There must be more to life than this.
Everything seems to be in transition. There are no guarantees in life after all.
Valuables are only physical items They mean nothing to us after we're gone.
Once our souls part from our bodies Only then are we truly free...


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