October 1999
we are lost
i hate this hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate ht it has to stop hear. the blackness of my heart. i has to stop hear. i must feed the bear and let him die so again my soul may rise up. love love lovel love love love lovel love lovel ovel ovelo i wonder what this is. this thing that does not allow me to love as much i as i hate. i wonder at these Freudian slips that give such insight into my world. alone alone alone alone alone alone alone alone alone anlk. even solitude outlasts me love. such discontent in this heart. such misfortune in my soul. i love to hate and hate to love. scared of the devotion of emotion that it brings. sigh of relief. cry of the soul. let me out. free free free freef free free free frreee. minimal freedom. minimal hope hope hpe. leave us be. for we are lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost los lt. behold. we are lost.
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