Quixotic Life
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Erik
You don't know me
My War
Alone by Edgar Allan Poe
Somethingcidal
Fall Mornings
Life giving death
Waking from a very erotic dream that went horribly...
A Quiet Wish
Damn this Bi-Polar disorder
Unexpected Expectations
It's my damn birthday 2007
The Lake of Life
Where is the light?
The Fantasy
Make me beg
Yoda? Where am I?
An Exercise in Futility
Darkness Falls
American Dreams
Child's Eyes
Ode to the Frog Dog
Across the miles
Night's Embrace
Can't Let Go
What child is this?
Blurred lines
My Heart Once Beat For You
The Electricity Is Off
Dirty Birds
Let the Doctor cure your ills
Remember why Easter is
Will that be a tall, grande, or a venti?
I'm not here for your entertainment
Letter to God
Ending One's Existence
The Ghost
My Birthday 2006
Promises
Suffer My People
Random Thought
My Hair
Damn
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Blurred lines
May 15, 2007
Current mood:
calm
blurred lines
blurred lines, rolling fog
confusion born
there is no true definiton
it is all in the perception
Marissa Hokulani Kamamalu Gibson- May 2007
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