downinlove2 54M
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12/21/2005 9:11 am

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3/28/2006 6:45 am


I am forever
I am still

I am rust
The creep of age
The misgiving of wisdom

I have perfected anxiety
until it is one with harmony

Broken promises
Yet kept my word

Grew rich through my own misfortune
Guided the weak and lost

I am a bruised patina of sadness
That guides my hand
and leads me on

Word and Image

Suffer I do
for the righteousness of reason
and the bitterness of sadness and indemnity

what pervades me invades me
yet saves me


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