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I admit it's not the first time
I can't figure me out
With a little bit of courage
And a little bit of effort
I go the wrong way some days
I never said it would be easy
But it's hard to live in the spectre
Of later and later

I'm hungry enough to fall asleep

It's been too long since I fed my ego
I'm an anomaly
Or that's what I'd like to be
It's about time I made the switch to caffeine free
It's too far gone to make effort
I'm cheating on you
I'm stealing from you
And if no one thinks I did it well it's all just A++ OK

"The sidewinder sleeps on his back"

I'd like to say I'm egotistical
To the point where I doubt the worth of self-worth
I offer you my gentlest advice
If you keep trying you'll end up bored
If one more person tells me I'm great
I might go another inch deeper
The odds are steeper this time
That I'll give up before I try

It's my legendary nineteen-eighty-four
Accustomed to what I'm accustomed to
It's the fantastic, yet uninspired
Archived work from October
It's my clashes and my anguish
That I find myself so ashamed of
I'd like to forget my past
It's my subremembered artifact

I like to have a free-form day
That stretches to the night
If you fuck with my orders I could start a fight
And everything okay a day away
I feel like going subconscious
I'm shaking and ruining all my teeth
Remind me, please why I
Hate to leave this room

It's the uninformed uniformed
The battles that I run naked and scared from
It's the irony of empathy
And how kicking my shins gives you a finger to the face
It's canadian television
It's the tangling of these ropes
It's the rephrasing of my hopes
It's my favorite time of day

It's my legendary nineteen-eighty-four
Accustomed to what I'm accustomed to
It's the fantastic, yet uninspired
Archived work from October
It's my clashes and my anguish
That I find myself so ashamed of
I'd like to forget my past
It's my subremembered artifact

And if there was anymore in store
I'd let you see it
Or maybe not



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On Tuesday August 10th, 2004, cre (507) writes:
You always manage to draw me in . . and part of it is how insane I go knowing I don't know everything you're thinking. There is so *much* in this one, that I could read it a million times. I especially like the "uninformed uniformed" stanza.


On Tuesday August 10th, 2004, purr_verse (1423) writes:
The originally-phrased imagery in this is excellent; "It's my subremembered artifact" particularly appeals to me... lovely write. :)


On Tuesday August 10th, 2004, DoctorAsh (503) writes:
To a cup of Tea [raises glass] There there. [D&A]



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