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There are times when a person must cronfront tough choices. The wrong choice is like a stone in the middle of the road that trips a person. The right choice is like kicking the stone out of the way and moving on.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Spiritual - Words: 96 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 07-24-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3044569
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Confrontation
Time and time again,
My feet itch to run.
The voice from my heart,
Ceases to release hold on me,
Rock in the middle of the road,
Do I kick it to the curb?
To kick it to the curb,
No, I refuse to stumble and fall,
For when I hit the ground,
Pieces of me fade.
Do I leave it alone?
To leave it alone,
Yes, I take the spill.
Whoa, not too hasty now!
Pause the situation,
Think it over,
Come back later.
I close my eyes,
With each breath,
The tension fades.
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