Monday, January 02, 2006

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Screams of unwilling rebuttal.

Hopes shattered.

I walked right out.

Stella was right.

Its a small matter.

Walking out and running away.

The route ure walking would alwayz be a circle.

U'll be back wher u came frm.

Thanx gurl.

Thats how the new year starts.

Whats more to expect frm.

Sun risen.

A new day.

Mirror shattered.

Could just never keep my mouth shut.

I blamed it on a mother.

Tears fallen.

Again. Assuming her death would be my bundle of joy.

Instead. I rmbed what stella said.

This time. I felt my presence wouldnt be around for too long.

I watched the lines on my palm.

I laughed.

A friend said my future would be well lived.

Bleak is more like it.

Im just watching how days go.

But it will never be the same again.

There isnt anyone to turn to after all.

GET LOST FOR NOW

1:14 PM

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