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“ This Too, Shall Pass ”
bling.
Monday, December 18, 2006 | 11:25 pm

two sparkle gone before the sweet suprise. stop this sillly make believe.
day two was alright, so as day three.
day four, gone three more and now we're up to five. stop this silly make believe.
day six was intimate, the hook got stuck in a trench's sleeve.
promise i'll die again if it repeats.
now, i have 11 and 10gone. fuck that silly belif.
dipshit, don't go, i beg.

five stitches seal the crease from the fit fueled by your aching.
you're so temperamental darling. with your little disease, oh how sweet.
petals broke from tips of roses hidden underneath my arm.
all the framed, different poses of places i'll soon forget, that i'll soon forget.

and thoughts of recarnating decieves our helpless boots.
farm leaves leaves the yard beneath chroused rhymes.
oh, harmful sweetness.

btw, happy birthday janiah.