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again 8:49 p.m. 2004-01-10 Love was just another word for you utnil you bought the world. Mispelled words roll effortlessly off the tongue even if they're jumbled on the pages. These are all just 0's and 1's if you think about it. At the mercy of inspiration if i can't find a way to get this out it burns so powerfully that i can't think. The pain still lingers as it should. Who wrecked me? I have no idea maybe this is just the way i was born. I've never been able to get to the root of the problem. Maybe i don't want to know what made me like this. |