

...i'd rather be writing...dear history:...i'd rather be writing...
stop vomitting numbers into my hands. my head is pounding and i'm drowning in the undertow of memoriesgonerancid and the rank of moldy holidays. education is falling through the cracks. it doesn't matter anymore when dinosaurs died out or columbus first sailed the ocean blue (because really, pirates and adventures are more entertaining than fact and we fare better as predators anyway). my mind is filled with youcan'twritethis and don'tsaythat dilemmas; i can't hope to cram president eisenhower's birthday in among the masses of other knowledge i'll never find cause to use.&
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I've always known that I'd be trapped;
the world outside no longer shows.
And here, within this dream, I'm caught...
the Lady of the Blackened Rose.
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ty for the watch...i think...
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Life is pure flame.
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Life is pure flame.
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