Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Walk The Line

How do you know when it's time to move on?

How do you know you're making the right choice?

Is there such a thing as a right choice?

Things happen for a reason.

Things don't.

We live the life we can grab.

We walk the line we see ahead of us.

I don't believe in the future. I only believe in the moment.

Does that make me any less human than I am?

This is not a poem.

If it is, then it sucks.

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