Posted on Sep 22nd, 2008
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Shanti
Breaking into me soft violence slits under the surface of my imagination flits beneath my concious mind. The truth he whispers as Abracadabra. And I watch time scaterring accross my small but open window. The... More »
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Posted on Oct 11th, 2007
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Shanti
How easy it is to fall, she says, for the hero portrayed from the depths of al our dreams. He kills cause he has to, to rescue me from the pith of destruction lurking... More »
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Posted on Aug 30th, 2007
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Shanti
I'm actaully brain stumbling tired, But I wanted to talk to you. About how easy it is to get everything all mixed up, and end at the begining, of what I never meant anyway. I... More »
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