� Stutter � 2002-11-04 � 9:06 p.m. �

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Sometimes I feel like I am standing under the sun and baking in my own blood.

Sometimes I feel like every step I take is farther and farther away from reality...

And sometimes I have the greatest grip on the past... the present and what will be.

Tonight.. I am neither here... nor there. My mind - like cheap perfume - won't wash clean.

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