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Thursday, September 7, 2006Quieted PerceptionsQuieted perceptions intervene circulate through my body as I take in entirely the fatal dose No longer to believe So quickly, as quick as 1,2,3 the roots that grew are torn, torn and on its way to extinction My intuition cuts, shuts, makes the final decision Smelling a lie, Smelling deceit Smelling... Sign in to see full entry. |