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May 29, 04
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victory will be mine
They say the only way you`ll get your dignity back...
is to return to the place in which you lost it. Does the same ring true for innosence? sanity? love? If thats true,I know where id have to go... do you? Do you remember where you lost everything that was so vital? Its funny how soon we forget, Its funny how we always remember. Once you lose something...is it possible to get it back? Or is this just a romantic thought that keeps the dreamers dreaming? Giving them some sort of blind faith just so that they can make it through this chaos that we call life. In life I am blind,and remember how everything looks,smells tastes and feels, take me back home so I can lose everything thats real, Ill fight for everything life took, and I will be victorious. Only to lose it again. 
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May 29, 04
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A never ending cyclone
A spiral from begining to end to begining to end Where does it stop? Where do you start? Don't say the begining because that's probably a lie, who knows the truth? Me? You? Someone, no one, everyone pretends, but who's right? No way to know.... All you have to do is remain solid and focused As soon as you lose sight, you lose more than the fight Lost oppertunity is the least of your worries pretend there is more and you'll find it Forget what is there and you'll lose it Why? Why bother if it is so pointless? You bother, and so do I. Don't fret my pet, you're not alone.
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May 30, 04
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i like it how u add to my poems it makes my pants feel happy.
GO TEAM HAPPY PANTS!
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May 30, 04
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Cresting the silent hills
to gain a clearer view. All before you devestation, Lonely lost ruination. Step toward the battlefield desolation in your mind. deep regrets, sorrow, things unchangeable. leave them all behind. The crows are feasting when you dwell upon the past. No one can guide you here but yourself. Steel yourself to the chilling winds whispers of uncreation you cant just sit there umong the dead carry on, carry on. There is always an end to the journry. The hardest part is starting. The painful part is continuing. The best part is all in the finish.
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May 30, 04
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wow my butt is just so stoked right now for my pants cuz they r like the happiest shit EVAR
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