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Silent Ballet

My life is like a silent ballet.
It dances to nothing.
Moves to anything.
Illusions that there is a music.
Graceful movements.
Tuned to the sound of a tomb.
Eerie.

Thursday, August 28, 2003

Frail Mind

Woke up. Got dressed. Went to Conecticut. Watched Bringing Down the House. Ate. Watched Final Destination 2, What a Girl Wants. Ate. Watched Frailty. Went home. Ate. And here I am.
Boring huh?

tragedically dead

inconsisted ramblings by AtChing at 03:21

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