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Date Posted: 16:07:54 05/17/02 Fri
Author: Jarod Lukes Stein
Author Host/IP: cach01-bing.digital-marketplace.net / 205.232.37.46
Subject: =Live, Love, And Self Destruct=
In reply to: Cadee Jace Alans 's message, "
`In A Trance`
" on 14:50:19 05/17/02 Fri

Mom and dad's got the best cockaine
Little Billy's never gonna feel the same
24 hours on an empty brain
I got my finger on the trigger and a bullet on the way

=Darkly clad figure makes easy pace down 'haven', night dweller feeling perfectly at home among the grime ridden walls where immorality reined and drugs were it's queen. Headphones throb, drowning out the silence that served only to bring on memories and war, Sum41's 'Its What We're All About' screamed his current feelings to him alone, the pounding bass loud enough for anyone to hear if they were passing close enough, his gait unconciously moving to the beat. Nostrils flare slightly 'pon picking up the sweet scent of a lighted cig nearby like some exotic incense and peircing mocha optics take it upon themselves to search out the sorce, per'aps they would have more? Attention is easily captured by feminine physque, mere feet from himself, allowing gaze to glance briefly over her, rebellious youth? maybe. But she had drugs, that much was obvious, and a light, the mix was all too much to resist, his past had not completly isolated him, if it had he would not be alive now. Idling closer he takes a casual seat on the stairwell near her, gaze flickering about himself briefly ere letting vocals elapse "Hey, ya got any to spare?" He was completly unphased by her looks, and it was plain, he ahd seen far worse then the likes of her, far, far worse. Thick digits take mere seconds to push headphones from his ears, the throbbing music faintly audible in the silence of the alley, orics never wavering from her frame, quite eager to get his hands on something, anything that would calm his nerves, though his outwardly layed back demeanor betrayed nothing of his internal thoughts.=


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