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Wake up my love Is this really only Wake up my love
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A Soldier's RequiemA soldier wearily ties his boots, preparing for another day of perilous consequence. He straightens and joins his comrades, who unknowingly acknowledge him to his displeasure. With his jacket and pants still soiled and blood-stained from many tumultuous battles, he plunges unknowingly into his final hours. An ominous feeling envelops him, and he is sure that this will be the last day for many, but he pompously counts himself among the lucky. A needless to say sad requiem plays, as a coffin is lowered to the displeasure of many unsurprised observers. And there he lies, forgotten, his tombstone beryl and ignored. A Soldier's Requiem
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The Morning bird still singsA bird of the morning sings its happy tune
and a smiling mass surrounds me these happy faces astound me... how do people smile? why don't people control their happiness like their angst? happiness is just as likely to insult and annoy...
Its difficult to remember happy times
even if they were only moments ago words of malice cut like razor blades leaving blood upon my bedroom floor and with the blood happiness follows...
Its hard to control this disease that grips me... people are everywhere, and solitude is the only cure I try my hardest to ignore.. The Morning bird still sings
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Devious Journal Entry

Mon Jan 24, 2005, 6:01 PM

outcast, only by my own dispositions
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Completely delivered, society is lost.
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Driven to a sanctuary, bright lights illuminate my cathedral
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but extingushed these lights always are, night quickens
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daylight consumes constantly, and mischief rises
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My inclinations are set aside, complexity rules
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Interior mentions are exiled.
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Checkmate
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...Gently...

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~jacyn Sep 19, 2006, 7:14:52 PM

hey crazy biziness

~abii Oct 4, 2005, 10:11:09 AM

stuffing stones is a futile thing an exact science would be stuffing sin. its what we've made of this film, wrote it over into a silent vapour that won't fit on my pillow anymore or behind the door, in the corridors by the wasroom floor, underneath fairy tale promises, and lies from your mothers lips, like freedom, and love and happiness all those vacant tracings of words whos length hold more weight then they could ever encompass like rushing whores with open hips and all those fragile futile things. (i need a thought thats residue free and a bottle....alas thanksgiving weekend!) checkmate

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~abii Feb 9, 2005, 8:14:15 AM

brent i miss you.
my world is full of shallows.
i think i'm d-evolving.

alas reading week....

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~abii Sep 19, 2004, 7:40:49 AM

brent i miss you,
your too cool for me now.

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~abii Aug 11, 2004, 6:55:29 PM

i can't wait till limeridge, vow to pass out by let's say 12...
wanna go to pepperjAck on friday?
-should be spicey, flattstreet's playin, so ur wife should be singing
sheesh i'm bored. buggin ya cuz ur never ever on

you suck,
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gently.

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