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I don't even know what i'm doing here sometimes and it is in these moments I feel a pull toward this creative depth inside.

My voice is like birds chirping, solemn bells ringing and the scratching of a**holes in the dark.

Forgive my offenses if necessary.

CarpeDiemJane's Works

Poetry	2009-12-10	the games we play...
Poetry (Love)	2009-11-15	Obsessive
Rant (Love)	2009-10-30	fire me up, why don't you?
Poetry	2008-07-27	Frost -part 1
Poetry (Love)	2007-12-18	sugar in my coffee...
Journal	2007-12-08	2007-12-08 Journal Entry

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