Highlighted in Yellow

Jul 18, 2003 21:33

there you stand before your future.

standing. confusion spilling everywhere. next. next. what next? your voice cold and nearly mist. the sweetness sitting above you, no you cant touch til it's over. only bits and small portions are going to be used.

hidden amoung treasures. hidden amoung poisonous snakes. this is what you'll need. admit it, kid. it's staring you in the face. looking you in the eye. better watch out or you'll never learn. blank without a word. blank without pain. blank without feeling.

oh what a wonderful evening. i see right through you and i'm using my notebook of precious memories. you'll get your share, i promise.

depression, fibroid, heavy, sweetness, relationships

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