A Noble Conjecture

I constantly torment myself with my burgeoning intelect...sometimes I wet my pants.

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I recognise my indulgence in alcohol is a cause of concern. I am equally distraught at my incorrigible insistence to partake in the celebration of my continued sluggish state brought upon by self inflicted and militaristic penchant for mindless mutilation. And you may go ahead and assume that God loves you more but He wants you to know that I am still his favourite.

Saturday, August 12, 2006

The Music Fades


As I sink into the shadows...
...the music begins to fade
The people have all left...leaving traces of what
will be tomorrow
And so ends this masquerade
The mugs are empty, Tiger cans crumpled in the bin
Cigarette butts upon the floor
My reality sinks in now...
This illusion is no more
As I look into the mirror
I cannot give myself a name
Through all these lies I've hidden
...and lost myself in shame
The doors will never be open
...to this barriers I have built
Set aside is my pain
So remains this saddened guilt.


Arrrgghhhh...crap!!!

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