Wednesday, March 24, 2010

And I'm tired.

They say people look to death when they run out of choices. But where would you run if death was no longer an option? Where would you hide if fear stood in your path at every step of life?

If every step you move is resisted by fear, then time freezes and fingers grow cold and wrinkled.

They say people look to death when they run out of choices. But sometimes, death finds you especially when you lose yourself in fear.

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