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the last sunset

a ribbon upon a thorny rose: black deus
Friday, June 8, 2007

Days go by quickly. I don't complain about it anymore. It's too much angst to handle, too much for my health (or what's left of it), too much for my eyes to breed anything at all. Of course, let's all remember: handle with care, fragile, delicate glass object, needs special handling, these profusions of black eyeliner. A game of basketball is not a weakness, but this is.

smiled at the sun again @ 5:01 PM,




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