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Its Only Life - Kate Voegele
Wednesday, September 07, 2005

ivbe been writing tynsg in my head...
i daydream of unsual tyngs
i dreamt at nyte botu weird tynsg dat happen
i keep ahfin flashback botu tyngs dat is imposible and it happend..
ward are all dis tellin me?
ward are all dis signs?
ward are dey doin to me?
contemplatin
staryn
halucinatyn
assumin
ima fraid im wrng
ima fraid i show
ima fraid i reject
wen no one noes...
ima ll alone wif dis feelinw if me...
tho i noes der pepel around me.
myw iast getyn smller
my tummy getyn bigger
my laughs gettyn wetter
and my tears gettyn dryer
i yearn fer tynsg dat ima fraid to ask fer...
reserved..
selfish
i shudl stop assumin and stop d feeling...

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