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Thursday, October 20, 2005


As you stand searching through the ongoing passers-by. Just come so close than go away. Each step farther than the last. Recreation injects its steely vemon into your eyes. Blinding you from the purpose in mind. Making less of what you were. Changes happen everyday, watching as it wastes away. It's ending one moment at a time. Just keep it all inside. And suddenly, it falls. Your train of thought crashes to the ground. Never to be heard of again. Juat another memory of a dream of something that went unseen. What never was and can never be. Another trick of the mind. Repeating in your head over and over again. Not really what I'm saying or what it will say. Word on words. Day by day. You're moving on. Thought we'd never be apart. Just reach inside and cry out. Lay back, watch the show. Collect your thought and let them grow. To the reachs of the skies and unknown. Never let me down before. The times have changed. My heart is poor. Listen only to half of what I say. Made sense to me, it always seems that way.
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