Apr 22, 2002

im just looking for some sorta fix...to keep me focused on the matter at hand...you slip through my fingers like fine grains of sand. i reach to support you you pull away.throw you anger towards me .....and throw me away. i glide through my dreams looking for a sign....im left feeling used like a victim of a sex crime. water drowns me but not my fears.....the water you force on me supplies my tears.

i tear pages from a dictionary.....the pages that have words that remind me of you.

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