Done with writing
My soul wears thin
Grasping at salvation
Going through the motions
Just to carry on
Until the light closes in
Everything to gain
Nothing to lose
I trek on
Searching
One life to live
One existence to find peace
One instance to be resolved
One moment to rule them all
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About the Creator
Blessed 33
So I woke up on the morning of February 5, 2026 and guess what and you know what I realized? It’s my 33rd birthday. Do you know what that means? Yes, technically I’m getting old, but what I couldn’t have guessed was this would be one of the best days of my life.
By Joe Pattersona day ago in Confessions
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