Ginevra Posted November 4, 2004 Report Share Posted November 4, 2004 I'm standing on a precipice I'm either going to fly or fall I don't know which it will be My mind can't conceive it all Touched in so many ways Honoured, blessed, martyred I do the best I can with what I have But I can't seem to get myself centered What must I do to free myself from the chains that bind? Work, life, love On wings, it often comes But rarely on that of a dove I take each day as it comes Striving toward the best for that then But is failure all I'll ever know In the end? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
torn asunder Posted November 5, 2004 Report Share Posted November 5, 2004 of that, i understand... but, failure is only a point of view. each step in life is a progression to becoming what you need to be. very nice work, gin. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JaneDead Posted December 15, 2004 Report Share Posted December 15, 2004 yes very nice Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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