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I asked the world for two cents, and it gave me nothing. I asked the media for two cents, and as it turned out, they’re broke. I went to a party and asked for two cents and all I got was one. I went to a bar and asked for two cents from a drunken vet, and he gave me a dollar.
I tried to know the world, and slowly I found change.

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Damnable ScarsIt was an endless crawl into the light. The beam seemed to grow infinitely larger, yet stay infinitely small. I spat another patch of blood onto the cold wet rocks. The fall had bruised my ribs; they ached and cried with each moving limb. Water dripped upon my head from the damp ceiling. A falling rock from the mouth of the cave clipped my cheek just below my eye. The bleeding cut on my back had been stopped with the dirt and dust. Tired, naked, I pull myself out of my grave. That damnable dark cave. Its endless thorns and hellish scent. &n Damnable Scars
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Flower of Eden: DeathDeath, the fading rose in the Garden of Eden. The bloom of beauty. Such a call of magnificence that nothing seems to exist amongst the drifting horizon. The darkness that falls without moon lets the rose bloom. But as long as the dead soil of life exists, the rose will never die. Insanity? What is insanity? A taste that drifts off the tongue in a sour sweet of nothing? Is the sight of everything the collapse of the graph that perceives it? We reach out for it and yet there is no bite. And yet the rose seems something to be desired.&nb Flower of Eden: Death
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Not Going to Ohayocon

Tue Dec 6, 2005, 8:11 PM

For all those interested Brandon, Ben, and I will not be going to Ohayocon due to the theatre changing their time of the performance. I'm in tech theatre meaning I some how got a part in the play... yeah. I'm realy not sure how the hell that happened. Also, I don't have any lines. I'm like a moving prop, which is the only reason I agreed to do it considering I am getting a grade and all. I need that A.

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