A Black Feather, A poison pen...

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this is the first day of my last days

For once, a decent amount of rain has fallen on the city in the last few weeks or so.


I like it.


now, if only a little of that more figurative rain could come into my desiccated little world and bring an end to that most bothersome drought


Of course, while i wasted time trying to be true to someone who never bothered to do the same for me, i have had to witness other possibilities close off and when, like me, it takes phenomenal amouts of effort and concentration to reach out without the aid of a little "artificial courage" it's very disheartening

5:12 p.m. - 2005-02-11

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a jump to the left - a step to teh right