Sunday, January 27, 2008
"my leg saunters along this path of mesmeric life,
finding a meaning along the isle with side winding paths"
that phrase just came up to me when i was gazing into void space,
sometimes i feel that whenever i get all alone my mind seems to go wandering,
i wonder why i still have this hesitation to break that.
or...maybe its a sign that i might be feeling lonely?
12:51 AM
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