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Dead Souls.


Nostalgia is nice for a moment... i spent enough time in Toronto today to enjoy a cup of coffee i was easily reminded about what i hate that city and would only go there seeking full time employment... all i see in Toronto are memories of someone i used to be... i had less worries and sometimes i wax nostalgic for that period of time as well.. but then i remember that things weren't always spare change and glory i went threw some rough times back then.... at least now i have accomplishments in my life i can look back upon and i don't need to be sitting on a street corner asking for a handout.... Toronto is a memory... much like everything else in my life... i am only anywhere for a short while and then i move on... it's the nomadic life for me.... the only attachments that last for me are the ones i choose... and the responsibilities i choose.

Current Mood: Tired.
Someone take these dreams away
That pointed to another day
A duel of personalities
The stranger true reality
They keep calling me

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Unknown said…
Last night I had a dream.
You came into my room,
you took me into your arms.
Whispering and kissing me,
and telling me to still believe.
But then the emptiness of a burning sea against which we see
our darkest of sadness.

Until I felt safe and warm.
I fell asleep in your arms.
When I awoke I cried again for you were gone.
Oh, can you hear me?
9:04 PM
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