To Aid An_ Cage
2001-11-24 - 12:30 a.m.
burnt(toast)
toasted and toasting to the up and coming and the new and fasionable and the road that leads to the path that bleeds my blood the flood of the red the dead the sea the seeing of the believing in right to write of the buzz the fuzz inside enters wide I can't hide my confusion intrusion in brain insane my mind I find is lost the cost my life in strife in pain I blame myself for falling and failing to fall in the light my delight to see clear but it's near to dusk and my husk falls off me it must be my snakeness to help us my mission to sit in and be in and drive in and dive in to live in and spit in the eye of the storm I'm the norm where to turn let it burn.PEACE - Tristan
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