:Scars, Haunts:
2003-10-25 - 4:38 p.m.

Mutiny, in my joints betrayal in the tiny moons of my nails-half bitten rounds... you affect everything though you are silent though I scream you do not reply I haunt you in the daylight where the sun falls upon my shoulders leaking poison mutiny in my heavy footfalls betrayal... you affect everything though you are faceless I bleed you do not see I haunt you in the moonlight floating a heavy Ophelia on the surface of a placid lake nothing but flowers nothing to float for nothing to live or die for nothing but you always ever you...

yesterday - tomorrow