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Saturday, January 3, 2009
Hook, line, and sinker.
October 4, 2008.
This time in our hands, slips through like it's sand.
We can't keep our heads above the sea today.
Drowning in our love along with our angst.
Learning, confidence isn't a flotation device.
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A Genuine Perception.
Thoughts flow like water. Streamlined, intricate, deliberate. This is my self-spouting oasis.
Wash yourself.
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Journal excerpt.
Lie[ing] awake at night.
Carnival affairs.
Hook, line, and sinker.
Unregrettable regret.
Robobarbie drone clones.
Please forgive my false regrets.
My sidewalk ends at your front door.
Hands up, hopes down.
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