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sorra — there are no words
Published: 2008-08-05 03:18:30 +0000 UTC; Views: 359; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 5
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Description So now we can walk talk laugh
Breath, write, seek

I moved away while he was talking to me, the planet was falling.
I looked away my father would say, that if no one did something it would do nothing. Then i saw on my test. A question about laughing. And i wondered about crying.  We all started singing.  So please take it down.  And walk with me on the yellow brickroad. I Want a body. To give to somebody. If i didnt do anything, would i be happy? Could i be somebody. Or anybody. Thats where he kept his collection of clocks.  They all went tic toc.... touch your face. Is it real? Can we feel. Can we go back, to what was real. I hope to know. I hope to show. How the clocks would tic how the clocks would talk. Tic Toc.  Tic Talk.  My imagination is a contradiction to what is real. The contradiction is a creation to the determanation  of my imagination and all its inspiration in this mass confusion.

Why would this be a conclusion


Chapter by chapter i find the wrong way

Who ever said it was wrong.


I didnt.
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Herro-Roo [2008-08-09 05:36:33 +0000 UTC]

I really like the formations, It's kinda touching :< but sad,

But not all the way.

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