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  <title>FIRST THOUGHTS</title>
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  <description>I just started this journal. &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;ll get better the more i write, i promise. &lt;br /&gt;Welllll, today was definitely alot better than yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;school was a lot better, second semester sucks though.&lt;br /&gt;church tonight was good, when she was telling us about not feeling worthy enough and everything, it really got me thinking, i&apos;ve really been having self doubt about looks and everything else, i was too self conscious.&lt;br /&gt;and i kinda broke down&lt;br /&gt;but it felt better after&lt;br /&gt;everything&apos;s getting better....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is running&lt;br /&gt;A hundred miles an hour in the wrong direction&lt;br /&gt;She is trying&lt;br /&gt;But the canyon&apos;s ever widening&lt;br /&gt;In the depths of her cold heart&lt;br /&gt;So she sets out on another misadventure just to find&lt;br /&gt;She&apos;s another two years older&lt;br /&gt;And she&apos;s three more steps behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?&lt;br /&gt;Or does anybody even knows she&apos;s going down today&lt;br /&gt;Under the shadow of our steeple&lt;br /&gt;With all the lost and lonely people&lt;br /&gt;Searching for the hope that&apos;s tucked away in you and me&lt;br /&gt;Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is yearning&lt;br /&gt;For shelter and affection&lt;br /&gt;That she never found at home&lt;br /&gt;She is searching&lt;br /&gt;For a hero to ride in&lt;br /&gt;To ride in and save the day&lt;br /&gt;And in walks her prince charming&lt;br /&gt;And he knows just what to say&lt;br /&gt;Momentary lapse of reason&lt;br /&gt;And she gives herself away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If judgement looms under every steeple&lt;br /&gt;If lofty glances from lofty people&lt;br /&gt;Can&apos;t see past her scarlet letter&lt;br /&gt;And we never even met her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is running&lt;br /&gt;A hundred miles an hour in the wrong direction</description>
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