9.23.2003

was the kind of day that lingered on.. i kept my pen and paper close because my mind was so far away. and at the end of it all... i only came away with a frusterated spirit. tryed to ignore all the negative energy welling up in my throat, just collecting screams that i only let the empty fields hear: i dont want to run away again. so, i forced them up through my eyes and out through salty drops.

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