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Sep. 4th, 2004 @ 12:15 am why and guise
Current Mood: imaginative
Current Music: matchbox twenty - Disease
impervious to the latest fashion
the youth dreamed of opportunity
lacking the gumption for pop
his eyes fixed on the distance
not sure what he wants
only guided by what to avoid
a novel idea,
very risky for lack of the word
maybe it can be realized
possibly you can imagine
what if everyone had one day
but only you knew.
thats how he feels.

dirt spills over the brim of the heart
no aroma can hold up to the filth
beauty outside but rotten within
the effects of imprisoned sin
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