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alas, and alas
Date: Jul 17th, 2006 11:11:13 am - Subscribe
Mood: wretched


I might be overwhelmed, and sunk in turmoil
Yet it all bores me so, who could repent when there is nothing to do wrong?
How can I err and trip without any impediment like this?
Again I see, it means I should fall or trip or stop
Morbid fascination with nothing is really taxing me
My patience has withered, my thoughts have sunken
And I am a river drowning in itself
Through itself. How dramatic one acts sometimes!
The leaves turn and their color blooms and fades but if you reach to hold...if you want to hold them they always die. What is love if not death?
Maybe the answer to any question asked is every answer you can think of.
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