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Monday, February 2, 2009


Why can't the past just die...?

or maybe it did and that's why it keeps coming back to haunt me.

We want to recover and heal, move on, move past, let this come to rest, settled in earth and topped with a stone.

This is tearing at a scab that we covered with a band aid. This is ripping the band aid off, then watching the wound bleed.

"For I am weak, and starving for mercy..."

Maybe I should drop out?

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