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Personal Conflict
Being human our perception towards change is often one of excitement & hope; but alas we are also innately habitual.
The silent voice in my head
I hate the quiet. The quiet is loud; it resonates the many voices living in my head.
on life
If growing up means giving up childish ways; forever a child then I will remain!
on love
Do you think I would let something as dull, as you trying to kill me stop me from loving you?
Satiety (Sa*ti"e*ty)
The state of being satiated or glutted; fullness of gratification, either of the appetite or of any sensual desire; fullness beyond desire; an excess of gratification which excites wearisomeness or loathing; repletion; satiation. "In all pleasures there is satiety." Hakewill. "But thy words, with grace divine Imbued, bring to their sweetness no satiety." Milton. Synonyms -- Repletion; satiation; surfeit; cloyment.
Man
The uniqueness of the human spirit lies in our ability to heal. And a mended spirit often soars beyond the reach of a spirit untouched.
Life
We all need to express ourselves. Even when there is no one around.
Be my drug
Tuesday. 8.30.05 3:19 am


Be my drug and I will worship you.
I will destroy my being to have you running in my veins.
Do you not yet comprehend that you are my need.
My gullet is dry, lips cracking; but yet I can so vividly remember your taste.
I have never pretended to being anything other than an addict.
And all I have required is never to be asked to change.
So as I am on bended knees hear me, be my drug and I will worship you.

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Monday. 8.29.05 12:32 pm
i'm amazed by you!

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before i see the sun
Sunday. 8.28.05 4:29 pm



The time has come for me go to where nightmares lurk.
I've put it off, but cant no more tomorrow I must work.
Yet before my eyes enjoy the rest they so long fully deserve.
Just let me say to all awake "till purpose gives new birth".

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that; that is sleeping
Sunday. 8.28.05 9:43 am
Awaken in me the child, for I yearn for ignorance.
Ignorance to see the beauty of nature;
Ignorance that makes it impossible for me to judge.

Awaken in me the child, for I yearn to be powerless.
Powerless to send men to their deaths;
Powerless to influences the minds of others to suit my own.

Awaken in me the child; for I yearn to question.
To Question the decision I am directed to make;
To Question the norms the world creates.

But most of all;
Awaken in me the child, for I yearn to love.
To Love the simplicities of touch that are so often derogated;
To Love the feel of presence even if that is all that is offered.


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a kiss
Friday. 8.26.05 10:59 pm
Shunned by the world; so I hide.
Longing though for that I cannot comprehend.
My walls are high; defenses profound.
Yet in constant dread is my stance.

I pray for a hero, sent for me alone.
I long for an angel of centuries old.
For though meaningless my existence is,
I fear death just as I fear your kiss.

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you
Friday. 8.26.05 1:23 am
You enchant me with your scorn of my beliefs,
You entice me to experience what I refuse to feel.
Though disdain and contempt are all you offer,
I hang to each word as an addict savours the last drops of the nectar of his drug.
You have uncreated what took forever to create,
Yet as much as I hate you I love more still.

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