January 10th, 2001

zissou

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bored...very bored...and for some reason, my brain is eerily quiet this afternoon. probably too early for it still. i think it's a wednesday thing. i get out of class early, i don't have to be at work to terribly long, it's attention span is not given anything to chew on...maybe something intelligible will come to me later...c'est la vie
  • Current Music
    NIN - My Favorite Dreams Are Nightmares
zissou

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the stars, so high, they burn so bright
down here, lying low in the darkness
i feel myself falling into the shadows again
giving up to my soul's fading light
the sands of time, they swallow me up
i sink further into the black pit of mediocrity
all sense of being gone
no more me, no more you...
no more friends, no more life...
nothing...
still above me the stars burn bright
i've nothing left, but the stars, they still burn bright
my soul is lost, but the stars still fly high


`~>Just a poem that i wrote inspired by the stream of angry, bitter, melancholy music i've been listening to...<~`

~Raven