Sunday, February 05, 2006

Silly

To do silly things and think silly thoughts, it all becomes blurred after a while. The silver lining around the circle of life will tarnish, and slowly all that we thought made sense, and was real becomes tiny little fragments of a once complete self.

As the time comes closer-the search for malignant love becomes more and more difficult. Almost impossible in a world of possibilities. When may it end, if in fact there is an end to it all?

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