Hope is a scary thing if it's been gone from your soul for a very long time. In some aspects i wish it had never returned, but had stayed just a vague memory.
My body and soul and heart and mind, have been worn down with words like school and work and dull and boring. And because of this wear on my life, when the aspect of hope was given i was placed on a very unstable platform.
I'm not lost yet, i still have energy to fake my happy, but if the platform falls right away, i will be crushed. I'm not trying to say that this is really important to me, what i am saying is that this may be the straw that breaks this camels back..
Hope is dangerous, and time is fleeting.
10:44 p.m. - 2003-10-13
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