Friday, March 9, 2007

"Every Tick of The Clock, One Moment I Lost"

I cried at the thought of rejection,
screamed at the sound of it.
I melted from the heat of embarrassment,
hid from the opportunity.
I fell to the feet of fear,
my guiding light.
Steered me from chance,
leaving many things unknown.
Keep convincing myself
I won't shed a tear when I'm old.

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