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7-28-03 5:25am monday brick NJ dark and light mingling on the edge of life. lean into the shadow to let it make you disappear. just for a little while. forget why and when. swallow whole the moment sinking to the bottom of its depths. tease a smile. let it find that hole in you where it fits just right. dream the darkness as if you're dreaming when. forgetting life. laughing at it. ride the slope. shred the wind. fill that dark space. chase the summit as high as you can. 7-28-03 6am monday brick NJ these four walls. my refuge. my disease. are they on the outside or are they inside of me? these four walls. my living and my dying. canvas coffin full of all my skeletons. these four walls. like pages. written on again and again. all the words are there, but none can be read. 7-28-03 monday 7:30am brick NJ misplaced like so many misplaced like so many debatable how much thief, villain, victim - reason to love, the reason that i misplaced all too 7-28-03 monday 11:30pm brick NJ can i just be without trying. for a spell live without dying. it all comes down to. and still i struggle to give it more. every moment basks in the shadows it casts. and still i look for light in them. can't i just enjoy it. belieive for a while i've gotten all that i wanted. maybe even, i did. we'll never know. it'll lie until it's sure that. and it'll never be sure. so go back to the world you knew. this one isn't what you thought you wanted. can't i say what i'm really thinking without regretting that i did. can't it be about the motions instead of the meanings behind them? i don't want to feel. even if i could. it's not that simple and you know this. just let me heal. heal a while with you. i'm good to go, so take it while it's being offered. it won't last. take it while you can. don't question. or if you do, be prepared for the answers. just don't pretend to be trying to make easier when you're only gonna make it harder. all those feelings. all those people. how long do you suspect it takes for that to grow old? be different if you really can. but don't lie if you can't. |
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