insomnia |
...a race car at a stoplight night stops me dead in my
tracks and with nothing left to lack
I leave it to be whatever that means to me
I know when you meet me
mentally transcribed
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Posted by cynalitical on Wed, 07 Mar 2007 06:35:00 PST |
roll of life |
..and so we drabble on and on and over and over again. This feeling of malcontent rushes through my body and yet part of me feels there is no other possible way to exist.. Other than at the mer...
Posted by cynalitical on Sun, 25 Feb 2007 08:54:00 PST |
A collection of useless thought |
The Following is a collection of lyrics Ive written over the last 6 years, in the order I remember writing them. Ive ommitted the ones I dont like. But they all remain in my head forever.
AfterLife:
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Posted by cynalitical on Tue, 20 Jun 2006 02:09:00 PST |
Random Order |
Jul. 11th, 2005|10:52 pm]
Im so fucking sick of this tunnel. i feel like everything is closed off. trap doors bolted shut. trying to find alleviation or elevation and all i achieve is. . fuck this...
Posted by cynalitical on Tue, 29 Nov 2005 01:00:00 PST |
