Taking in with all that that it takes..Getting stickier by the day...I see myself struggling through each with a sober smile on my colourless face...
Is this what they call...being in a fight?
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This is where it all started
- Babel fish
- At times my name seems to be my only possession, sometimes I feel its the only element I cannot relate to.Sometimes Life seems like a rented appartment, sometimes Time seems to be the only truth...most of the times I seek, I lose, I win, I brood, I love, I fool, I live in denial, I dream...I exist! What my mirror reflects is difficult to comprehend. I think...most often in disjointed patterns, and write unadulterated, deeply in love with words, its in them I find peace unmatched. ...About me is a lot of 'I'..finding her!
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grab a beer.. wth! and don't fight nothing.. trust me.. nothing and no one's worth the effort. freedom is all about letting go and as i will always keep on barking.. it's always about freedom :S
I agree another brick. ^^
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