chapter 62... know where you’re at |
IAC 2/24/88, 7/30/97 Inspections and Appeals[481] Ch 62, p.1
CHAPTER 62
RESIDENTIAL CARE FACILITIES
FOR PERSONS WITH MENTAL ILLNESS (RCF/PMI)
IAC 2/24/88, 7/30/97
48162.1(135C) Definitions. For the ...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Nov 2008 21:57:00 GMT |
"A Poem By A Creepy Fellow" |
despite all the drugs i've done and the choices i've made in life to make it complete CHOAS i still see beauty in the darkest and evilest of things...
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Posted by on Sat, 06 Sep 2008 19:51:00 GMT |
welcome to my nightmare |
i swear that sometimes i feel nothing... like it's something... and
why do i think of these things... when i'm completely fine...
maybe my world is caving in... savagely crashing down... and...
all t...
Posted by on Thu, 28 Aug 2008 11:34:00 GMT |
written here and now(4 1/2 days = 8 hrs of sleep) |
i produce this essence so you fall out on your living room floor
you can’t excape this pressence so wake up and run for the only open door
something is catchi...
Posted by on Sun, 06 Apr 2008 01:18:00 GMT |
ill smile for you |
when she laughs it makes me almost cry
but my tears have long been dry
feelings, they’re impossable to hide
i think i’m almost dead inside
the thought of her makes me petrified
and all i k...
Posted by on Fri, 04 Apr 2008 09:44:00 GMT |
REWIND |
We keep rationalisation wrapped up in ribbons... REWIND...
like when doves turn into pigons
i’ll smile for you just to keep this confused
this song has been long confenscated and now it’s ...
Posted by on Fri, 28 Mar 2008 07:20:00 GMT |
searching for the cure |
we try to excape our lives
as if we’ve never cared to live
where is the love?
i’ve got nothing left to give
so i’ll pack my bags and take to the road
darling i’m sure not goin...
Posted by on Sun, 23 Mar 2008 09:17:00 GMT |
long live the revolution |
this is a violent end to a desolate night
so we’ve come to die but all in all we really just lost the right
to manuver through capability forgetting all the possabilities
as we become drug addi...
Posted by on Fri, 21 Mar 2008 07:58:00 GMT |
i feel (you and drugs) |
you’re alot like Cocaine as in you fill my brain
with racing thoughts that’ll drive a simple man insane
the way you look at me, the way you move
just like Extacy or Shrooms, soon we&rsqu...
Posted by on Fri, 21 Mar 2008 07:53:00 GMT |
search the skys |
Where are you my dear???
I'll find my wings and teach myself how to fly...
when i take off, i'll head towards the storm
when it looks like i won't come back.
it means i probably got side tracked...
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Posted by on Tue, 22 Jan 2008 15:55:00 GMT |
