with no certain direction, a hurting expression forms. a brain storms. drastic, sporadic, and sometimes a sarcastic thought addict. indestructable walls constructed. life's abducted. knife's reluctant to cleanse the infection. to remove the imperfection from nature's selection.it doesn't sound finished, does it? Written March 17th, 2002 © on Mar 17 2002 01:08 PM PST 0 • 10
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"with no certain direction,..."
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"with no certain direction,..." by to some i am a poet
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