the arm reaching for the my grave to pull me in is my own
a mountian of memories the foundation for a castle of dreams
Friday, June 24, 2005
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Cause in my head there's a greyhound station Where I send my thoughts to far off destinations So they may have a chance of finding a place where they're far more suited than here -DCfC
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- Timeline of self
- Repetition is a form of change
- transparent spider web
- everybody gets it, in the end...
- there is nothing left to do, just hold your breath...
- a prayer of the finite
- don't let that stop you
- a dream
- this one tear will follow another
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