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Tuesday, December 28, 2004

heart thats crimson.

cold,

iced.


defination of rain

its pouring inside of me.


blood splattered.

with sorrows,

with tears that never stop.


i thought it pictured perfectly,

but like always,

i am just,

just being superficial.


however i stood up tall,

just for the rays to lie upon me


i believed in miracle,

at least theres a shimmer of hope,

out in the open sea.

seemed so distant.

unreachable it may appear to be.


silently i stared,

quietly browsing thru the pages,

into my whole life story.

pening every chapter,

marking every page with care.


I am bleeding inside.
11:48 AM