2001-11-18 - 8:51 p.m. Outstretched fingers gone numb from the emptiness of your touch. One day at a time. One day at a time. One day at a time. Forgive if you can I've lost my mind. Outstretched fingers gone numb from the emptiness of your touch and now i fall short of my potential. Half a man left to withstand the thoughts of what could have been...
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