Posted by D. James on 26 May 2008
Spun out
with nowhere
to turn
Looking for
a piece of mind
Knowing it’s
what we make of it
that matters
But still holding back
giving in to frustration
and wasting countless hours
(D. James)
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Tagged: frustration, lost, out of control, time, waste.
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23 June 2008 at 5:29 am
enjoyed the write, and is this the seb, the kitty cat, from myspace? if so, you know me as glass of whine there….
23 June 2008 at 11:05 am
NO, I’m not a kitty cat… and my myspace is myspace.com/sebdoubinsky - and you’re welcome