by BillyPilgrim
October 23, 2007
Love can be as cold as the Russian Base Vostok, Crippling the strong willed into believing That joy can be gained by external means. But joy, beauty, and love itself, While it is for the taking, One should never be so foolish To abandon the active search of it In exchange for ignorant belief That [...]
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by besatree
October 22, 2007
Things have never been so silent. Wind has carried the white noise to the next town. Windows sealed with a click. Watching the debris float aimlessly, makes me think of myself.
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