today i will not use my voice. today i give to silence.
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this pathetic scribbling is all that is left of me.
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ink of this pen, run out now and i will be helpless.
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butterball sun rising so fast, so high. i go after it and die.
*Artwork created 05.21.08 retrieved from Recycle Bin 09.02.08
1 comment:
Cool.
I like that kind of stuff …
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