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Nov 27, 2003 13:41

eighteen is like
another day without rain
another day stuggling to survive in a harsh reality
there is no rain to quench thirsts
there is no one to quench mine
recieving benifits of age that are unavailable without money
another day spent broke
freedom to leave but nowhere to go
i feel the same
one more useless day
im sick of no change when the world around me is full of it
another day older
another day wiser
another day to think
another day to seek closure
in a world full of change im stuck in slow motion
addaption comes easy to some
others linger
i linger
the past is full of memories
the future is full of fears
the future is full of pain
the future is full of tears

ive recorded this day into my flesh
XVIII

**Everything that happens is supposed to be
And it's all predetermined can't change your destiny
Guess I'll just keep moving
Someday maybe I'll get to where I'm going**
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