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Feb 18, 2006 10:10

i had a fucked up dream last night. all the scars i have were ripping open and i was trying 2 hold myself inside me as it was pushing itself thru. i was walking around trying 2 hold my guts in and my chest together while my arms-insides were bursting thru shredded skin. n now i kno for sure i dream in color, it was pretty grotesque. bulging blood and fat and sinnew tryin 2 break out it was creepy. ne who, nothing new 2 say- later~

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Godless lot it's not a lot
But it's my lot in life
No fear is my weakness I hear
When faith has been denied

Godless lot it's not a lot
But it's my lot in life
No fear is my weakness I hear
When faith has been denied

Same as yesterday, confused

Walking through sticks using
Walking sticks
I've stuck to this song
What I feel is so hard to deal
So I say so long

Walking through sticks using
Walking sticks
I've stuck to this song
What I feel is so hard to deal
So I say so long

Same as yesterday, confused

Mine is the empty jar, the empty!!

What you see
Isn't always, isn't always
And what you believe
Isn't always, isn't always

Mine is the empty jar, the empty!!

What you see
Isn't always, isn't always
And what you believe
Isn't always, isn't always
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