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Tue Nov 17, 2009, 6:56 PM
There's no start and there is no end.
Just like the God we all wish to see.
Always losing sight of what we hold dear.
Voices of the past coat the folds of our minds.
Ice creeps up the organ we carelessly call flesh.
Denying any chance of coming out of that trance.
There seems to be the one and only who can mingle.
Mingle with the insanity we have grown used to.
Test our ability to see past the darkness.
Hold us away from the devil at the door.
Keep our mind from diving into Hell.

  • Mood: Hopeless
  • Listening to: "Dirt" Alice in Chains.
  • Reading: "Impulse" Ellen Hopkins.

Nothing to say...

Thu Aug 27, 2009, 3:29 PM
Nowhere to go.
Nothing to do.
Nothing worth eating.
Water dries in throat.
Brows furrowed.
Eyes downcast.
Mind wandering,
into a maze,
that never ends.

  • Mood: Tense
  • Listening to: DAMN THAT RIVER Alice in Chains.
  • Reading: FREAKED.
  • Drinking: Sun Drop.

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