

Another Cold WeekSpring has not yet sprung, Cold fingers wrap around me, Where is the sun's heat?Another Cold Week


End of 2008New stresses enter my life, as old ones fade away. I grip the handle of my knife, but I am here to stay.End of 2008
I close my heavy eyes, but the world does not change. My chest heaves many sighs, because it all seems so strange.
There is no point in giving it thought, for action is the only solution. Within a net of apathy I am caught, until I find my resolution.


Fish Song.Tell me where you've been little bits of fishes hiding in the milkmaid the chambermaid found me on the balcony singing to Penelope feasting on agony.Fish Song.
Andromeda is creeping sneaking closer to the Milky Way and so I say hey, to the master the jester who went to hide in a pumpkin pie so tired of being the bad guy.
Found the weasel word that deterred the sly concubine she always said "he's mine" but he rarely calls hiding in Sioux Falls looking for the outcome the fat one promised him an ali


Salt in the AirSweep away, swept away.Salt in the Air
Ocean turns with tides and fades in dark. Crash, majestic, it leaps into the air with hands of foam and salt,
casting about great blooms of mist,
caught in the aching wind.
Iridescent, hanging above it all for just a moment. Then they fall, and fall, splashing downwards, joining the ranks once more. An unending assault on cliffs that brave a pounding heart.
And then it is all swept away. It sweeps away.
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"Oh good, My mirror is working today."
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~~~~~The More I Try To Forget The More I Remember~~~~~
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~~~~~The More I Try To Forget The More I Remember~~~~~
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