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Oct 12, 2005 18:34

Convulsion twisting writhing
Stomach pains collapse
Internal struggle
Cold sweat beads on a bare chest
Awake to the hangover of another dream

...

Yeah, so that sucked.

In other news, I miss Sheena. I got your voice mail; I'm going to call you and come over sometime soon. We must talk.
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