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Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Disassociate 12/6/10

Rush. Assemble before. This is what you been waiting for. The pulse of a rapid heartbeat. Everyone needs a rush but not one like this… a single second in time, every ounce in you becomes numb… where have you gone? The nimble fingers paralyzed and the eyes become vacant. The waste of a overcrowded worried mind fills with emptiness and becomes a wasteland. There is no one here to help you through.. this is just you and you alone. When the demons start to arrive and lost forgotten memories pour down like a spring’s eve rain fall you cant help but become sad. The loneliness fills the soul and the heart begins to break. This somewhat fragile state becomes the moment when you either rise or fall… knees are weak and body is limp and you crumble to the floor. It’s a matter of will if you will see another day. Days and nights become one and days are unknown… Power through it… become more… this is the time that demons die… fight the pressure wake the heart… fate has brought you here… just walk it off….

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