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Old. 1/28/06 Subject: omg im dying ...from the avasnotbymysideobia needles screw the feeble root youve stepped forth xylem snaps to renew the past weve hoped for a cycle is the truth, it plays from the booth Clynicaly tested and thought out, settle down, Slowly the whirlpool finds its home inside the teacup caffene, or herb, the storm cant ever reach us because we drift along singing out own song, programed effects, worn out, nothings wrong Ever, even when im frozen in my december im stuck inside the chamber, remember cradled in the manger, no cloth can cut me down Ignoring the ignorance, trying to lose this frown its just anot

Old stuff - Jan 22. 2006 ....The water drips, Sound howls molecules spin, while alone left to there own comforts own devices for fixations Every kind, Every single nucleus, Spun together to form such a complex Hope - for the future I used to dream, Of making a difference, Or is that just the candy coating So that my chocolate will not melt I wish to explain furthur, How i've felt, and how you've touched me, How you make me feel, its impossible, to question this subject of real I can only touch, what I can deal So my sanity wont lose its peel and escape on me, they always walk the gate with me, I plead, I try to m

It has been awhile since i've been on this site. Times of old have passed. Glad to see others are still active. I will return.