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January 5th, 2007
02:01 pm
"I get up. I fall down. Meanwhile, I keep dancing."
Rebirth
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December 16th, 2006
02:15 pm
This journal has lost purpose. It now serves only as a blank page barring what could potentially be creativity. When I see myself using it only as a vent for negativity that the journal itself was never meant or wished to contain I cringe. So for those reasons I've chosen to bring it to an end.
When I sort things out I may come to a place where I find myself wishing for a journal once again. I would rather keep the memories than taint them with what I have become as of the present.
Good night, livejournal.
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10:00 am
Full of strawberries
I retire to
anonymity
within an office
good night
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December 14th, 2006
03:08 pm - Attempted break in
Who the fuck takes a picture of the house they're going to break into?
Reported 30 minutes too late for the cops to care.
Next time I won't miss.
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December 8th, 2006
11:24 am
All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain.
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December 4th, 2006
12:31 am
at the end one is reborn
yet in question
lies the end
how to start what already is
the beginning
fresh in mind
welcoming the new
a name is gifted
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12:10 am
light explosion in my mind
moonlight bestowed upon earth
by hands that greet the sky
with one eye to the stars
one eye in the verdant soil
one eye buried in time
they are beautiful
the ones who i see
stretched out
along the lines
silver strands
that spread forever
i move over the azure waves
within but never touching
above but never seperate
it moves in purpose
defines itself with
crystalline voices
soundless color
until it fades
no longer needed
the voices
become one
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December 2nd, 2006
09:32 am
Paper mache Christ
nailed to your manger
lest someone steals you away
for midnight
basement sermons
lawn gnome confessionals
and flamingo baptismals
chains, holy son
that you may not
run
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November 28th, 2006
05:59 pm
That special blue
I'd almost forgotten what it looked like
set into the sky, like a jewel stretched for miles
a sister to velvet, gazing downward as she wanes
slowly giving way to night, yet lingering
to dance upon the brow of the moon.
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04:00 pm
all dressed up
and nowhere
to go
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