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Rope
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Created on 5-8-08
Rope
Its like climbing a rope with only one hand.
Looking for a needle in a sea of sand.
Its like trying to hold back the rivers with a silver spoon.
Or trying to block the earth from the light of the moon.
Hopeless...
Please Login to post comments| On June 7th 2008 MissCheerCap Said : | |
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great. i can relate.
Haleylynn |
