be random
what is now
when is then
where is email
who i am
how it is
why it is
leave a note?
share me, share you
make me smile
thank you

other journals
(of course I should be sleeping)
(what's life got to do with it?)

about me
(too much to know at once)
friend?
(tic tic tic, toc)

BE MY GUEST (BOOK)

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who can
when i had the time
the first of december (has another song)
what i do





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MONOLOG

what could have been

          text message Valentine
          warms this heart of mine
          raging voices bark and scream
          from another musical dream
          smoke filled eyes burn to see
          whether you're looking at me
          dark room fantasy
          out in the world tonight
          would you comfort me
          make everything alright

          and tomorrow another internet stranger
          becomes flesh and blood for me
          why do I act as though there's danger?
          afraid of what I can not see?
          poet, artist, writer, friend?
          tomorrow we shall see
          what it is like to be
          face to face with an internet stranger
          one who I respect enormously

          and a box in the mail
          a hand written journal too
          the gift of Illusions
          and more out of the blue
          the unknown stays unknown
          doctor, doctor won't you give me a clue
          but there ain't not cure
          of this I am sure
          there ain't no cure
          for the growing old blues
          so don't let it happen
          hear what I say
          don't let it happen to you
          or yous

          went to dinner and a club
          listen to the music
          gave my number out, you know
          hope someone will use it

          and now I remember
          the first time I fell
          living without love
          is living in hell

          but not to remember
          that would be a sin
          so I remember
          every little thing
          beginning to end
          and even the things that never happened
          and what could have been

candora

angel autopsy � � tangerinegirl

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I love you all for coming... for reading all these words
for every click feels like more love (I know that sounds absurd)
if I could only tell you... one thing more tonight
I'd say
I wish you could come home with me and be my friends for life


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