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	Scott's Poetry Page \| home Untitled \| Smile \| Untitled \| Untitled \| Untitled \| Untitled \| Untitled \| Wish \| Untitled \| Thin Line \| Untitled \| Untitled \| Untitled \| Where do I go? \| Rearranged \| Fiery Grave \| With Every Breath \| What is there? \| Untitled \| Untitled Untitled a dying a breed, slowly becoming extint... a raging temper that boils my soul, caught between worlds, two choices I have, and only one right one... Life or death, the choice at hand, question whats real and whats not, looking beyond whats there to see a future with or without me, will I be missed? Where do I see myself, or do I? Standing on my two feet looking down where my body rests, a single tear falls but not for me...