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2004-07-05
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day dreamer, soccer player, pianoist, poet
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Katie (KT)
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sports (soccer/running)& writing (poetry basically)
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somtime about 2 yrs. ago or so
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Inu yasha, Trigun, .hack//sign, witch hungter robin, salior moon, wolfs' reign,
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to become a famous poet one day and travel the world
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myOtaku.com: DisTant ProPhecy
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Friday, July 23, 2004
the day of hellplace
i got up at 2 today...didnt mean 2, piss me off for the rest of the day. i did jack squat all except work...(aka hellplace) idk wht happened, but i just got all pissy there, like i wanted to just quit then and there. the food made me sick/the smells/etc. i got home and seemed to have lost my voice ?.? ya..lol. but a couple of good friends cheered me up :D (tya ramm/heathers) <--good ppl right yonder- lol. well thts bout all tht happened. i was 'inspired' so here's a poem im going to randomly write now (tell me how it is k?^^)
Trees standing on their last line,
with twilights blood in the background.
A young girls' voice, steadily going along with an over-tired song,
Everything feels numb, like you wouldnt even feel death if it gnawed u.
Lights look as if jets when they pass, they r going so fast,
exhaustion is not an option.
The night is warm, and suffocating,
a dead ringing in the ears with all other sounds, collasped.
The water is as hot as melting iron,
yet it feels as cold as ice to me.
Its flowing across my neck,
burning..burning the sweat away.
My spine feels as if it might snap in half,
just like a toothpick.
I am gasping...gasping for breath,
because of the intoxicating air.
I felt numb, my fingers unmoving,
just watching scenery riding by as if everything was a dream.
The pain was there, i felt it, but then i didnt,
this state of mind, unlike any other.
Voices are calling to me to come back to life,
Hearing, the last thing you have before death.
The radio is static,
soap melts, as if flaking off my skin.
The future seems the same, like yesterday and today,
Yet the clock never stops, and neither does the thoughts.
Love seems to have been dyed a deep black,
Tangled in a vines' fingers.
My voice has been muted, but my eyes are dull,
Shaking as if in fear, but i know wht to expect.
Try to save me, i dare you, yes i dare you,
but sometimes, everything was worth nothing.
(A bit depressing, but heck, inspiring thoughts *shrugs*, tell me wht ya thought)
Animation from Gpetz.com
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