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Date Posted: 14:50:19 05/17/02 Fri
Author: Cadee Jace Alans
Author Host/IP: NoHost / 64.233.218.157
Subject: `In A Trance`

Stepping into the solitary confinement of the back alley, her slender digits move to pull out a bottle of tiny pills and a packet of smokes. On the outside remains the ever calm, ever cool Cadee, though within dwells World War III. Popping two pills she slides to the ground against a wall. Her whole body rebelled against the drug. Oh how she hated taking them, but it was the only thing that could mellow her. Snapping on her lighter she places a cigarette between enamals, puffing the smoke with a sigh. Soon all her pain would be gone. Inhaling the toxic smoke from the 'cancer stick' she feels all of her muscules relaxe. Though she was not tense anymore the war within still held, dimming in fiercness as the drug began to work it's wonders on her body. The smoke from the cigarette was burning her throat, as always, she could really use a beer. Sighing, she let her head fall against the wall. She could use some sleep right now....slipping up the arm of her sleeve she presses the butt of the smoke against her forearm. She doesn't feel the pain, though it does help to dim the pain inside. Among the new burn are the small round marks of other butts forced against her tender skin.....the faint scars of a knife blade were also evident on her wrist. Life had been rough on this young doe.

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=Live, Love, And Self Destruct= -- Jarod Lukes Stein, 16:07:54 05/17/02 Fri
.. -- .., 16:11:18 05/17/02 Fri
Can't posty now Aly...'rent. Catch ya tonight though. (NT) -- Me, 16:17:38 05/17/02 Fri
`In A Trance` -- Cadee Jace Alans, 17:29:17 05/17/02 Fri
=Live, Love, And Self Destruct= -- Jarod, 17:42:45 05/17/02 Fri
`In A Trance` -- Cadee Jace Alans, 18:01:22 05/17/02 Fri
=Live, Love, And Self Destruct= -- Jarod, 18:10:33 05/17/02 Fri
`In A Trance` -- Cadee Jace Alans, 18:24:09 05/17/02 Fri
=Live, Love, And Self Destruct= -- Jarod, 18:34:07 05/17/02 Fri
`In A Trance` -- Cadee Jace Alans, 18:44:09 05/17/02 Fri
=Live, Love, And Self Destruct= -- Jarod, 19:00:47 05/17/02 Fri
`In A Trance` -- Cadee Jace Alans, 19:14:53 05/17/02 Fri
=Live, Love, And Self Destruct= -- Jarod, 19:28:11 05/17/02 Fri
`In A Trance` -- Cadee Jace Alans, 19:39:33 05/17/02 Fri
=Live, Love, And Self Destruct= -- Jarod, 20:06:55 05/17/02 Fri

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