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4 Dec 2003 20:12 xxx.xxx.xxx.xxx
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this gear reasting upon my rubberneck self has got to let go.
cant live with teeth on me, inching forward, eating my flesh on its rough edges.
cannot continue.
want to wake up
and break up
and brake up the gears in motion.
my mill stone worn 'round weak neck.
i dont know why i pill posion me. dont know why i posion ill me.
me, waiting for wanting a sloution.
waiting for self to motivate.
fallen pattern.
daily s**tting upon the skeletion
my life.
the ribs have weakened.
the rips have weakened.
must stand,
face self, i
nnerworld.
i am not sorry.
[ raun. - 4 Dec 2003 20:13 ]
[ raun. - 4 Dec 2003 20:12 ] |
