in_the_cold_silence
crOwl out of the corner of the eye, life tries to hide from me, but i find it easily. because it can only remain temporarily obscured.

it's just too loud.
too ostentacious.
too real.
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from now on i hate myself 041103
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from now on i hate this cold silence 041103
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Fido Here alone I walk the walk
For non exists but my own talk.
Along this little winding pathway
I hear the no complaints of yesterday
Nor feel urges to pass the time away,
Or the pressures of debts to pay.
It's really nice here above the fray
And I daresay
I'd love to die here one November Day.
If I May...
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fresh start Ever where
I venture there
but never care
to stop and stare

only just
to walk and lust
for what must
become dust

know that time
has but rhyme
posts no sign
nor a line

in her I see
what was to be
were it we
and not just me
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suicidalchinadoll I wonder..
though no longer surprised..
I continue to wonder, on how this could be as easy for you as it seems to be.
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what's it to you?
who go
blather
from