traces of an inexplicable misfeature.
Monday, December 27, 2004

Am back.
Exhausted.

Feeling numb.
Have no idea why.

Forget me nots and second thoughts
Live in isolation
Heads or tails and fairytales in my mind
Are we we are,
Are we we are the waiting unknown
The rage and love, the story of my life
The Jesus of suburbia is a lie


Cole , 3:20 AM.

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