temporarly ignorant or happyi am in a sligh postive world, i hold on tightly for i'm afraid that it will again disappear and as always i'm not sure it will return if it were to leave again. thanks for listerning, un til next time . . . . .
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Without a foundationhomeless and hungry our collection has always worn, between us and our goal, a heartless road, an opportunity to lose your soul, we all run with a prolonged blink, doging sound with no direction to think, grass under my feet is once again achieved, a small difference makes me question what i believed, i look to others, towars their face, a needed reaction to put me into place, i appear to be the same, i am only apperence, my previous reason slain, feeling regret if i was to spread, how could this update keep millions feed? Sight of a newly built house creates picturWithout a foundation
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Your time, My problemA collection of items to dictate this land, the answer to the reply, i don't understand, i am a strong man of my time, my self revelance has become a crime, i am no longer chased by a lit fuse, i stand without movement, a muse, glass remains between you and i, these faces make me want to sat hi, instead they watch as i barely live, only a tech voice with information to give, a life of a living photo, look don't touch, the fact i was removed from the grass is to much, my family chose that placce, my end, the end of my race, a collection of items to dictate thisYour time, My problem
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Security or profit?My job is to uphold the law, this i chose due to what i saw, my father fell not only to lie, in the work place he would die, this i would never forget, other parents i am to protect, everyday i move around, hidden dangers must be found, a chemical spill, a sparking wire, are as deadly as an earthquake or fire, i can only rest at night, preparing for another day, another fight, i return to my office, i need my briefcase, an explosion results in fire giving chase, my job is to uphold the law, i approach the exit but can't open the door.Security or profit?
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18+With the remote control i can choose, flickering images, to win or lose, the man infront has a carm voice, speaking of others while manipulating your choice, you watch, you can't move, in this show socities have something to prove, i watch blood fall, this flood becomes their last call, other pieces have enjoyment there, these postives stories are rare, as i watch i turn to ask a question, mother, is this fear focused or an expression? i fail to see the changing stage, due to my apparent youthful age, with a remote control i can choose, to watching somet18+
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- Current Residence: melbounre - Frankston
- Interests: writing, media/politics
- Favourite band or musician: Micheal Franti, John Farnham
- Favourite artist: anyone willing to express
- Wallpaper of choice: wrestling related
- Skin of choice: as above
- Favourite game: raw vs smackdown 08
- Favourite gaming platform: ps3
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