Will I die alone
with no one,
and no where
to call home?
Or will I open up my eyes,
looking, it's not a surprise,
that the world
is my oyster,
if I let it be.
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This is where I work out my issues. This is about me, not about others. While the writings may seem to be specific about people/things, they may not be. I like to think my work isn't just surface deep. While something may be my muse initially, it will usually relate to many things happening in life, or that have happened in my life. But mostly, it's my way to not go crazy.
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