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Saturday, December 25, 2004


Been Writing.
Lately I've been writing not...drawing. I'm gonna do one here soon for you guys. But I really do my journaling on these other sites. If I start doing this one all the time I get bogged down. I have three other journals to do so check up on me there..but once and a while I'll do this one.

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http://www.livejournal.com/users/eriatarkatmv/

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Monday, November 15, 2004


I love Green Day
Well I do love green day. But I really am posting just to post for today. But I feel like drawing so I really hope to get some fan art up. But EMO! EMO! Don't like it.
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Friday, November 5, 2004


Sleepy Sleepy Sleepy
I was one with the K.O just sleep pure sleep nothing but sleep. Alright you got the idea I'm lazy.

"Cicatriz ESP"

Do you recall it's name
As it suggested beck and call
This face and heel
Will drag your halo through the mud
Ash of pompei
Erupting in a statues dust
Shrouded in veils
Because these handcuffs hurt to much
Scalpeing these ticketless applause
And when they drag the lake there is nothing left at all
seutured contusion
beyond the anthills of the dawning of this plague
said I've lost my way
even if this cul de sac would pay
to reach inside a vault whatever be the cost
sterling clear
blackend ice
when they drag the lake there's nothing left at all

I've defected

seutuerd contusion
beyond the anthills of the dawning of this plague
said I've lost my way
even if this cul de sac did pay
to reach inside a vault whatever be the cost
sterling clear
blackend ice
when they drag the lake theres nothing left at all

I've defected

beyond the anthills of the dawning of this plague
said I've lost my way
even if this cul de sac did pay
beyond the anthills of said I've lost my way
even if you reach inside a vault whatever be the cost
sterling clear
blackend ice
when they drag the lake there's nothing left at all

this is my last insicion
the stitches have defected
drag me a vessel
coveting all you know see and hear
this is my last incision
the stitches have fallen off
Sterling clear blackened ice
And when they drag they lake theres nothing left at all

I've defected

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