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 Title   [ Click any title below to view poem ]Category Date
 Is My Destiny Slipping Away Life 1/12/2006
 Negative vs. Positive Thinking Quotes 12/17/2005
 Finally a Partial Goodbye Collaborations 12/15/2005
 My Sincere Sympathy Grieving and Loss 12/15/2005
 Trying To Hide Collaborations 12/12/2005
 Too Late to Not Be Left Behind Insight 12/8/2005
 Examining a Snowflake Holiday Poems 12/8/2005
 Obsessively Desire Love Triangle 12/8/2005
 Spaces Out (Laughter Lines) Silly Poems 12/5/2005
 Covered in The Fragrance of Your Touch(A Love 12/2/2005
 The CROSS Spiritual Poems 11/30/2005
 Music Memories Just this Nonce Challenge 11/30/2005
 Death in Your Eyes Form Over Substance Challenge 11/30/2005
 My Name is Fruitcake Challenge Poems 11/30/2005
 Step of Faith   11/30/2005
 Religion Rap Song Lyrics 11/29/2005
 I'm Sorry Misc 11/29/2005
 Imbalanced Mind Misc 11/29/2005
 Manic Manic Dark Poetry 11/29/2005
 Irrational Thinking Dark Poetry 11/29/2005
 Living in Fart Denial Just this Nonce Challenge 11/25/2005
 Sad But True Insight 11/25/2005
 Do You Remember? Dedications 11/25/2005
 I have no shame Once upon a Haiku Challenge 11/21/2005
 My Biological Creator Misc 11/21/2005
 Violent Winds Insight 11/21/2005
 Hummingbirds Misc 11/21/2005
 The Voices in My Head II Insight 11/21/2005
 The Saddest Girl to Ever Hold a Martini Catch the Soaring Star Challenge 11/21/2005
 Alcoholic Misc 11/17/2005
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Is My Destiny Slipping Away

So much to do
But I canít keep the rhyme
Iím held back
By the hands of time

Destiny keeps slipping, slipping away
Or am I living it day by day

This isnít a life, while I wait
My bones are withering in a cold dry cave
And in this meantime
Do I give the finger, or do I wave

Destiny keeps slipping, slipping away
Or am I living it day by day

Tell me, What am I to do
Iím lost and slipping away
Sick of living day by day
In this world, shall I stay

My destiny keeps slipping, slipping away
Iím sick of living ďthisĒ day by day

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