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the world to me
looks like light through
stained glass panels
but all it sees in me are
my cold shaded eyes
and feels only my
cold hollow heart
not knowing
how much i am
in love with it
and admiring it
from the center
of my room
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| Tuesday, July 29 [7:50 PM] hmm ... i think i'll create a bile blog ... heh heh heh heh -ø- Thursday, July 17[11:58 PM] michelle branch's hands while i was listening to your voice i was looking at your cd album cover i noticed how long your fingers were apt to strum and pick those guitar strings i noticed because i don't have such long fingers guitar-playing is also a hobby of mine but i was never good at it but i'm only an inch taller than you what were you eating when you were a kid? [11:53 PM] there is some form of cloud that's in my head almost like covering and combined with my brain it stopped me from thinking what i should've thought and dreaming what i should've dreamt the only thing i can do with my mind is to listen to music and other people's voices things that i can't do anymore this is death my death -ø- Friday, July 4[4:07 AM] So. Met her three days in a row. Still. No progress :? -ø- |
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