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Just thinking about thinking, writing about thinking, thinking about writing. This is me. Me to the core.

Friday, August 31, 2007

Past. present and future...who are we?

Life is most unfair.
It hurts.
Knowledge is a weapon.
Contradicting your heart.
Always there.
Always doing nothing.
The world.
The stripped beauty.
Isolation.
Depression.
Past.
Death.
Trauma.
Trust.
Abuse.
Bashed.
Mental.
Broken.
Never mended.
Posted by chris at 4:22 PM

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