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Thursday, September 01, 2005

 
guilt rolls off like it never existed...
a memory of a memory of a memory....

.....and rigor mortis is too obscene too consider....

Do you know what it is like to be a murderer.....

farewells are painful as dictated by folk sentiment...
this time I just want to look away- and look forward...

i have to learn ....

Comments:
Chanced upon violet skies,
Tantalising hues, deep and bright,
My frail virgin mind,
Pushed the crimson thoughts far away...
 
Ummmm...

Chanced upon violet skies,
Tantalising hues, deep and bright,
My frail virgin mind,
Pushed away, the thoughts of crimson..
 
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