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[xcwatchurbackx]

incandescent
luminescent
trancending lines
neon traces
cross paths in flourscent lives
eyes and eisles line our halls
as the silent screams of crashing waves
shorten the lands we call our home
cyclical chronical of lonely
people adrift in sonic landscapes
of indifference

i don't know why i wrote that other than i was tired of an unupdated live journal, i miss having new comments to look at
-c