deep 2003-07-10 8:36 a.m.


I suspect breathing deep won't help me any.

I can't sleep... visions of sugar plums disappearing... of rainbows fading... of rain turning black and birning my skin.

Hmmmm... the more things change... the more they do stay the same... the more I struggle, the more I lose....

It tires me... does it tire you?


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