February 8th, 2005


you cocked your head to shoot me down, And I don't give a damn about you or this town no more

well, things came to a screeching halt when a non official tore me down. I was insulted, attacked and ridiculed. I was made a second rate citizen as my outwardly appearance was made an object on hatred.
With nothing that i could do to stop this i was embarrassed. What a great way to end a horrible weekend. I gave into a sleeping pill induced sleep and woke up half a day later. I had almost forgotten such harsh words and fake smiles. Windows with shutters open, and a door half closed. I took the words and walked home. I Ran over what had just happened at least a hundred times. I felt cold and despondent
Falsified smiles and Fabricated invitations to add more insult to injury. Is this what ten months landed me?
well i will take my time spent and ideas lost elsewhere.

turns out the time was a fake, and the established ideas were corrupt.

Three times and a charm. Well, not by rule.
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