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1.05.08 The.Living.Dead.Girl. As the rain fall's I sit alone and wonder when will this feeling finally pass.. this feeling of....s o l i t u d e... It's not that I'm not happy in fact I'm very happy I suppose but this all consuming solitude is perhaps finally getting to me It's strange... even surrounded by a million people I would still feel so all alone I'm still the Zombie that refuses to die well after it should... These thoughts run threw my head at super sonic speed's that almost frighten never quite holding on to a single one long enough before the next creeps in from the corner's of my mind The word's in my journal are screaming back at me saying everything that I some how....cant it's strange to think it's a new year.... full of hope and promisies Yet this solitude...this..feeling leaves me alone in a black and white world perhaps I'm still looking for an adventure or perhaps I missed the chance while pre-occupied with day to day bullshit And it's still just another empty day full of empty promises and false hopes and tomorrow will be the same... yet knowing that some how comforts me J.marie |
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