the thrill of skidding in control*

Tuesday, April 03, 2007

define: life

clouds seem so benign, just large fluffy things floating in the sky. even though they may turn grayish-black at times. they are harmless. they can't do anything to you. wrong.

evidently, i have no affinity with PFL. this is the umpteenth time i've been either cancelled or dnco ed. well, tough luck. thanks for the vote of confidence. really. i appreciate it.

i've got a wound that doesn't heal. burning out again. i'm not sure which of me is real, and i'm alone again. well, i'm not buying in because my wound goes deeper than the skin, and there's no hiding it. i'm somewhere past the setting sun, really beyond the setting sun.

there is no life without death. so this is the time i die to live again. this is the time i work to erase the pain of losing again.

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