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Jun 01, 2004 13:29

I'm in a very poetic mood.I feel like typing every feeling I've ever had about anything that has ever happened to me.My mind is a waste land.Filled with bitter barron feelings toward people once loved and help at the highest regard.

It hurts that only bad memories rape my mind on a day to day basis.I feel cold and complacent.I feel like a I have an explosion of feeling remorce and hatred about to erupt.

I'd give anything to have my purity back.Every time innocents presents itself,every time the slightest feeling of former self appears,I run and hide.I was so weak and foolish.I'm nothing but an empty shell of anything people remember.If any of the people I used to know saw me now...Would they even know it's me?? Probably, they lead to my destruction and corruption.I thank them for making me stronger.At the same time I wish them pain for turning me into this.

Decayed.Why do they break me??Why am I so empty.This is all it is.What would I do with a life once lived??Close my eyes and breath.My bitter demise.Crying for nostalgia.The foul stench of retrospect.Burning my eyes.Lying in this life of sin.

I feel a little better now.I talked to somebody I haven't talked to in a really long time.He played a huge part in the decay.

My foot is asleep.I have work soon.

Now that I've ruined your day I bid you adieu.
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