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May 18, 2005 22:42


This whole week as I look back is becoming a blur.  I don't really want to remember it.  My face burns from all of it.  Thanks you know who you are for being there when I needed you most.

I want you to fix me... but I know thats not possible.



I know this is what you are


 


 


 


 


 



the year is almost done.. we are all just caged animals waiting to be released.
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