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Monday, October 18, 2004


Yaaaaa....
Hoodly hoo. Tres bored. Wrote another poem. You want to read it. Dont you? Go on I know you want to.Very little thing that I ended up writing in my planner. In History class, I believe. How he drones!! So here goes;

How she sat and she watched
With no breath on her tongue,
With no words on her lips,
With no weight on her hips.
And how she watched, so outcast
And she differs from them all
How she cried for it to last
Though she hated every moment.
Every moment that passed by
Like the empty, empty sky
And this empty, empty life
That she led, that she led
And this tainted, scarlet blood
That she bled, that she bled.
But at least this shit was something
Unlike lonely, blackened nothing
And she laughed
As she bled
As she cried
As she laughed
Hoping for the bitter days to pass.

Pretty much a description of me. Lol.
Amd desperate for Abhorsen to come out in the sodding UK. DESPERATE, I tell you. Lucky american buggers. Also am waiting in anticipation for Advent Children. My bro has an obsession with Tifa. At least they've adjusted the...hem, hem...Chest problem

pip pip

--Dory

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