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Thursday, September 23, 2004

>>the last ten pages in my Wn:


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would you call my name
if I saw you in Heaven?
I must be strong
and carry on
'cause I know I don't belong
here in Heaven

should I have pricked my finger so I could be a miracle worker, too, huh, Messiah?
How can they not belive? Can they not see? They need stars in their eyes.

Maybe I can save you
save your broken heart
save your soul
your would-be-wasted tears
Maybe I will end it first
my sucker punch
my bitter tongue
Pretend I don't love you so damn much
Maybe I can fake you out
won't say fine
won't look back
Maybe you won't see me cry

and I'd be wide awake feeling his breath on the back of my neck and pretending it doesn't make me want to wake him up doing scandalous things (fish.)

Hey midnight swinger

Stegasaurus have plates and spikes, plates and spikes. Stegasaurus have plates and spikes, and a dangerous tail.

no mere human can stand in a fire and not be consumed. did you not flame? and I not perish?

I didn't believe in angels then

ergsbik

O faithless generation

I am hungry. I am stranded. I would rather beg than steal.

every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end

this is the way the world ends this is the way the world ends this is the way the world ends not with a bang but a whisper


ash @ 9:14 PM