Times Long Past

May 31, 2004 23:56

From how things seem,
and the traumatic dreams,
Looks as if the world's gone to his head,
When he wakes up or gets into bed,
He finds himself crying,
Perpetually lying,
Ashamed of how he's dressed,
He's sexually repressed,
With no strength left to muster,
His complexion is flustered,
He bites his nails when he's worried,
His whole life is blurry,
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LOOK I JOINED THE CULT iliketrains June 10 2004, 11:07:42 UTC
please be my friend...

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anonymous April 18 2006, 00:35:35 UTC
i like ur poetry

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