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I'd like to write a poem or prose so nice
The ones that ooze with good advice
The types full of wisdom and truth
The ones that can calm and soothe

Or maybe a verse full of wit
That'll make readers go "That's neat!"
But all I can come up with is this lousy thing
About the things I keep wishing

I should come to terms with it
I really can't write for shit
DAMMIT!

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v Saturday, January 17, 2004 v

Aha, I'm so tired. And emo. I love Chevelle. When Pete goes "ooooh" in that voice and when roars, it just sends me shivers.

And then the awesome guitar riffs. They're heavy but melodic.

I think I should stop being so superficial and boy-crazy.
I love my rabbits.
I love PA crew. I love my friends. I love my life, but I hate myself.

~wYLdeFiLLy~ 11:22 am [+]
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