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As I write these letters,
I know these words will be lost forever.
No one will ever read them, no one will ever know my story.
I will always be, what I thought i will be.
Lost in a sea of people. Lost and forgotten.
But at least these pages will know my story.
At least this ink will bleed for my sins.
At least these words will talk about my pain.
But maybe someday I will laugh again.
But maybe these are just wishful thoughts of a nameless dancing girl.
Today I write about my sins,
Today I dream about my hearts pain,
Today I bleed for my heart,
Today I cried for my end,
Today I contemplate my choices,
Today I regret my decisions,
Today I will tell you my story,
Today I will reveal to you my yesterday,
Today my past unveils,
Like an uncoiled vine from a trees bark,
Today this is all I can say,
Maybe tomorrow I will have more,
More to say,
More to pray.....
