Good Godsdamned Morning.
Jul. 25th, 2006 09:40 amPoe - [Amazed]--- It's weird when you're thinking about everyone you've ever known, this song comes on, and you feel it in every humasn connection you've ever made, and you know, you know that it's going to apply to your day, and everything you do, in that bad way.
If such a thing can be said to be bad.
Emotions are weird.
I need to shave. I need to think about exactly what I need to say to Dr O'Keefe, when I go tot talk to him, today. I must not fear. I need to eat breakfast.
Time to get started.
Where the hell are you people and what the fuck is up?
And here
in the foyer the hallway is small
I don't really think
it's a hallway at all
It's a maze
Johnny your suitcase was finally received
She's
packed up her things and she's ready to leave
It's amazing
All of the ink that was bled from
your hands
Has painted a picture that she understands
It's amazing
And here by the ocean the
sky's full of leaves
And what they can tell you
depends on what you believe
The ash is a tree and the
voices were three
And all that is gone is here sweeping
through me
It's amazing
It's a maze
The voice of my father still loud as before
It used to
scare me but not anymore
It's a maze
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I'm out.
If such a thing can be said to be bad.
Emotions are weird.
I need to shave. I need to think about exactly what I need to say to Dr O'Keefe, when I go tot talk to him, today. I must not fear. I need to eat breakfast.
Time to get started.
Where the hell are you people and what the fuck is up?
And here
in the foyer the hallway is small
I don't really think
it's a hallway at all
It's a maze
Johnny your suitcase was finally received
She's
packed up her things and she's ready to leave
It's amazing
All of the ink that was bled from
your hands
Has painted a picture that she understands
It's amazing
And here by the ocean the
sky's full of leaves
And what they can tell you
depends on what you believe
The ash is a tree and the
voices were three
And all that is gone is here sweeping
through me
It's amazing
It's a maze
The voice of my father still loud as before
It used to
scare me but not anymore
It's a maze
©POE 2000. All Rights Reserved
I'm out.
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Date: 2006-07-25 01:55 pm (UTC)most of us don't know it yet.
a few of us are sharpenin our knives
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Date: 2006-07-25 05:30 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-07-27 03:34 am (UTC)I'll ask you about the paper-y bits later.
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