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Saturday, 27 October 2007
i will remember you .

another week, gone by in a flash .
watching the clock i wait for each hour to pass by.
desperately looking forward to the next .
to escape that mundane moment .
without making the most of what was then .


a failure at what im meant to be.
my calling , my future stunted .
blaming others for my lacking .
not sure what God's trying to say .
why i have to fall and when ill get back up .


end of first year university .
not what i ever thought it would be .
why i am so socially awkward .
why i dont fit in , while others do .


how he has changed
how i have held onto something
that doesnt exsist any more .
those moments , those cherished memories .
that i have to let go and move on .


she has been nothing but a good friend
i have been nothing but negative .
feeling guilty for things i have said .
and things that i have not done .


how much i need this God i know
but refuse to have the discipline to seek .
because i know He has all the answers .
it is just me who is too lazy to ask .



not trying to be poetic . just some thoughts in my head . i just cant be bothered making sentences .
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