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Mon, Feb. 6th, 2006, 09:53 pm
your empty eyes divulge my fears

This is not who you were expecting. But who is that? i share my existence with dangerous tides. I look back into the darkness, and I see myself before an almighty mirror. A story is told. The rain outside is belittling my soul. Tampering with my existence, turning me into oil, that seeps into the black. Let us purge the innocence. The pain of the unknown and untouchable is making me bleed. Not from my fanny, but from my soul. Into the abyss I do wander. i search, i wander, i wonder. But nothing can repair this emptiness.

Take my hand, touch my soul, show me rivers, show me love, show me the way to perdition. I know not what I say. Only lies.