Blood drips
Time ticks
Death awaits
Time escapes
Life lost
What cost
Love found
Comes round
Rain falls
Builds walls
Skies dreary
Sees clearly
A place where my creative waves grow and die. The notebooks i keep, although they aren't always accurate or regular, are recorded here. This is somewhere where i hope i can make it work...
Saturday, September 17, 2005
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