Weariness. I wan't to speak, but i know better. It always goes bad. He is like a posionous stream running through our confused water. He makes every emotion in my body rise. Anger surfaces and boils, and holds it grudge, firm and prominate. There was never a snowballing cat fight. I don't know where it came from. I don't know if i should even bother to care. Obstacles are confusing. Friendship is weird. She never speaks to me. I don't want to re-run old Episodes. She Says. I can't do that again. I need to hold onto this one. This precious thing. This akward bond. We need to mesh more. I think i'm too tired to go on with this. Nevermind, i suppose..but i like my picture. erin 7/10/98

Save the profile for the camera
give me your eye to eye
i know all of your secrets
and you know all of mine
mostly i dont go
for the soft focus
and fantasy
i need something real
i can think
and say and see so...



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