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Friday, February 3, 2006


   A poem i like
A freind wrote me this poem so i thought i should but it up here
All existence is the misery of the life I've lived and
died. No harmony for the bitter truth or the scarlet
tears I've cried. A night of tragic proportions and a
day of silent pain. The dreams of past mistakes are
drowned in tender rain. Do not dought myself for
fear and hear the tender melody. Her fingers play
the ghostly tune. The sight so preternaturally. Don't
speak for fear the dream shall fade. Rescue me
from despair. The blood be poured and cleansed
away. New beginnings on the air.

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