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By: TheHiker

Written on February 1st, 2013

The conscious struggles between wants and needs.
Right and wrong is not what it seems.
Hearts burn in flames and still it bleeds.
Decisions condemn and forgiveness redeems.
Silence condones whatever intercedes.
Remorse is the catalyst that changes the scenes.
Temptation is the root for the unending weeds.
When the truth speaks we know what it means.

The Snowdog

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By: TheHiker

Age: 41-45 , Male

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21 responses

lilreddress

so true.. thank you for sharing. :)

Apr 12
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- TheHiker
  You're welcome. Thanks for reading
  
  Apr 12
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MrsHoover

I enjoyed reading this.

Apr 12
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- TheHiker
  It enjoyed being read. Thank you.
  
  Apr 12
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- MrsHoover
  Your welcome :)
  
  Apr 12
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Babydoll42

Awesomeness.

Apr 12
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- TheHiker
  Whoot whoot ! Thank you babydoll. Love the screenname...
  
  Apr 12
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Whym

Hugs and kisses. xo Loved this Hiker.

Apr 12
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- TheHiker
  Thanks, Whym. xo right back atcha !
  
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Oso41412

I like this a lot...

Mar 20
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- TheHiker
  Thank you very much.
  
  Mar 20
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- Oso41412
  You have a definite talent
  
  Mar 20
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- TheHiker
  Well thank you for saying that. = )
  
  Mar 20
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- Oso41412
  I haven't read much of what you've written yet, but my interest is peaked. I need to read more.....
  
  Mar 20
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- TheHiker
  Well, I have all kinds of things. Read to your heart's content. I look forward to hearing from you
  
  Mar 20
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WildIrishEyes

I wonder what it means when I feel like the sky is falling down on me
I wonder what I would be
if that were to happen to me
Would I stand up tall and fall to the ground
or would I just be laying there as the clouds touched my nose
as the sky takes over me
Sometimes I get a little tired with all these thoughts you see
I get a little strange when it comes to being me
But when I feel sad
I think of a little tune
and it reminds me of you
The one who makes smiles out darkness
The one that takes my frown and turns it upside down
You are human and days like this will come and go
but as long as you know
You are special
I think you will finally have a really good go
Smile for me my friend
~WildIrishEyes~

Feb 1
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- TheHiker
  Ah, um, er..., How do I reply to that?
  Thanks Irish.
  
  Feb 2
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- WildIrishEyes
  Sorry thought it may help you
  
  Feb 2
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- TheHiker
  Don't be sorry. Be funny. Smile at the Jester. It's his currency. Make him rich.
  
  Feb 2
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- WildIrishEyes
  see I don't see you that way so there for I choose not to!!!
  
  Feb 2
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- TheHiker
  To choose to ignore realities shalt not make them less real. You know me. I am the hiking jester with a backpack full of smiles. I'll give you as many as you need
  
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