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Subject: »··· Fight The Future ···«


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¤¤¤ Possession ¤¤¤
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Date Posted: 19:26:12 06/01/02 Sat
In reply to: 's message, "-v^v- Life Should Be, Fun For Everyone -v^v-" on 08:34:23 05/31/02 Fri


[.x.] since the world is ever changing [.x.]
[.x.] its getting hard to imagine it any other way [.x.]
[.x.] and i need help deciding [.x.]
[.x.] where well be years from now[.x.]


» Lost somewhere in the crack in a split universe, jester’s musings are as loud as though they were broadcast over a sound system. Splotched nuisance appears to pace in excessive pondering, hoof beats wearing small track in rain-soft terra. Snort reveals bloodstained lining of expanded nostrils, the smallest droplet of crimson iron falling from said orifice to ashen lips, to crack and separate into multiple facets. Dial is shaken roughly, the ruby shards disappearing from flesh in result of agitation. Sight is lifted in inquiry to navy velvet of midnight sky, choking on the stars that fell to earth in resignation of their glory. Auditives sheathed in ebon lower to meld with skull, blending incognito with darker half of stringy cobwebs. Hind limb cocks wearily, whip swatting at invisible hell on barrel, only to be rearranged once more as general vicinity of warrior was explored. Single June Bug comes to its demise beneath agate, the crunch resulting pointed and sickeningly crisp, as though insect had large bones to speak of. Tempted shiver causes frame to tremble, though pace is continued casually. Mayhap the company of brute could not be avoided, as affection was never something to be placed and taken lightly, which caused the very emotion to tear. And still then, perhaps in the first place it had been given too lightly. «

.°. and its been a while .°.
.°. since i could hold my head up high .°.
.°. and its been a while .°.
.°. since i first saw you .°.
.°. and its been a while .°.
.°. since I could stand on my own feet again .°.
.°. and its been a while… .°.


[.x.] id laugh if i werent crying so hard [.x.]


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