the long i kept tp my self the further i was draged out
the longer i said i was fine the harder it was to keep my head above the water
as the darkness closed around me a becon of light pulled me back from the brink of death
hope of mabey one more day to live saved me from a harable fate
i now make my way slowly back to shore when i see a friendly face
saying welcome back you where missed.........thank you.....




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You think I think an artists job is to speak the truth. An artists job is to captivate you for however long weve asked for your attention. If weve stumbled into truth we got lucky.
-Aaron Sorkin
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"I'll Write Your Name On A Bullet To Let Everyone Know.....You Were The Last Thing To Go Through My Head..."
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"I'll Write Your Name On A Bullet To Let Everyone Know.....You Were The Last Thing To Go Through My Head..."
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