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Sunday, September 24, 2006. Carry on my wayward son. For there'll be peace when you are done. Lay your weary head to rest. Now don't you cry no more. Wednesday, June 14, 2006. There comes a time in a man's life when he must make a hard decision. The decision to let go. let go of everything he has worked hard for, let go of everything he has desired. That is my time now. I made amends, I strived to right the wrongs and yet, it was not enough. Was this meant to teach me a lesson? Don't contact me. Again.

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Sunday, September 24, 2006. Carry on my wayward son. For there'll be peace when you are done. Lay your weary head to rest. Now don't you cry no more. Wednesday, June 14, 2006. There comes a time in a man's life when he must make a hard decision. The decision to let go. let go of everything he has worked hard for, let go of everything he has desired. That is my time now. I made amends, I strived to right the wrongs and yet, it was not enough. Was this meant to teach me a lesson? Don't contact me. Again.

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Monday, May 29, 2006. Sunday, May 07, 2006. These two stand as inter-related as night and day. As good and evil. A radical duality as percieved by Gnostics. Either is the antithesis of the other and one cannot take meaning without the other being fulfilled. But what is weakness and strength? What is about these two words that gives our everyday lives meaning? Is weakness the lack of ability to do what is right? Is strength the ability to do what is necessary? And that is a marked weakness. How they mean ...

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Wednesday, June 14, 2006. There comes a time in a man's life when he must make a hard decision. The decision to let go. let go of everything he has worked hard for, let go of everything he has desired. That is my time now. I made amends, I strived to right the wrongs and yet, it was not enough. Was this meant to teach me a lesson? Well Im learning it, as if I hadn't learnt it everyday for four years. But the endless song of eternity plays in this one. Don't contact me. Again. Is this a testament? It gets...

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Monday, December 26, 2005. Before the sun rises up to see. The sleeping land and peaceful faces. I was awake and dreaming of you. You who were at peace still. As you spent the day moving about. Consumed with loved ones in your life. I spent my hours thinking of you. You were now happy always. While you whisper sweet words in his ear. Loving it when he's by your side. I remember all the words I whispered to you. You who used to love being by my side. When he calls you on the phone. I lay awake and think.

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Monday, March 20, 2006. It seems that a new storm is peeking over my horizon. Already I can feel its probable effects affecting my surroundings. I veer closer to the edge to cast my eyes upon this magnificent tragedy and a million questions arise in my restless mind. How long will this calm before the storm last before I am consumed by its encompassing wave of dust and energy? What could my ailment be that it is strong enough to shake my very foundations? Yet, I know within myself that this is not the so...

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Monday, January 30, 2006. Why do we crave so much to hear sweet nothings? Why is it that a simple, 'I miss you' is enough to lift the veil of misery from our very souls? And why is it that a lack of it, or even the absence of a person in one's life be enough to destroy that person's pillar of strength? What we've forgotten in the whole time was to be strong, indifferent. A great philosopher once said to enjoy true happiness, one must detach himself from life. One must have no desires, no wishes, ...While...

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The Perfect One which was lost'. I seek and I find. A love immortal I was told. Only to see that it was not mine. In a rage, my soul I sold. It spoke to me of a love lost. And how I was to be blamed. Upon tides of pain I was tossed. My mind in shambles as I grew insane. Do I wait then, for another try. Or is this the end. What good is there to my life. Now a broken thing for a broken man. The nights are anything but kind. I am cold, my body torn. And I see you smiling in my mind. Age: 21 (on 27th August).

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The Perfect One which was lost'. I seek and I find. A love immortal I was told. Only to see that it was not mine. In a rage, my soul I sold. It spoke to me of a love lost. And how I was to be blamed. Upon tides of pain I was tossed. My mind in shambles as I grew insane. Do I wait then, for another try. Or is this the end. What good is there to my life. Now a broken thing for a broken man. The nights are anything but kind. I am cold, my body torn. And I see you smiling in my mind. Age: 21 (on 27th August).

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The Perfect One which was lost'. I seek and I find. A love immortal I was told. Only to see that it was not mine. In a rage, my soul I sold. It spoke to me of a love lost. And how I was to be blamed. Upon tides of pain I was tossed. My mind in shambles as I grew insane. Do I wait then, for another try. Or is this the end. What good is there to my life. Now a broken thing for a broken man. The nights are anything but kind. I am cold, my body torn. And I see you smiling in my mind. Age: 21 (on 27th August).

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The Perfect One which was lost'. I seek and I find. A love immortal I was told. Only to see that it was not mine. In a rage, my soul I sold. It spoke to me of a love lost. And how I was to be blamed. Upon tides of pain I was tossed. My mind in shambles as I grew insane. Do I wait then, for another try. Or is this the end. What good is there to my life. Now a broken thing for a broken man. The nights are anything but kind. I am cold, my body torn. And I see you smiling in my mind. Age: 21 (on 27th August).

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Faith Morningstar

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The Perfect One which was lost'. I seek and I find. A love immortal I was told. Only to see that it was not mine. In a rage, my soul I sold. It spoke to me of a love lost. And how I was to be blamed. Upon tides of pain I was tossed. My mind in shambles as I grew insane. Do I wait then, for another try. Or is this the end. What good is there to my life. Now a broken thing for a broken man. The nights are anything but kind. I am cold, my body torn. And I see you smiling in my mind. Age: 21 (on 27th August).

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Faith Morningstar

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The Perfect One which was lost'. I seek and I find. A love immortal I was told. Only to see that it was not mine. In a rage, my soul I sold. It spoke to me of a love lost. And how I was to be blamed. Upon tides of pain I was tossed. My mind in shambles as I grew insane. Do I wait then, for another try. Or is this the end. What good is there to my life. Now a broken thing for a broken man. The nights are anything but kind. I am cold, my body torn. And I see you smiling in my mind. Age: 21 (on 27th August).

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Faith Morningstar

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The Perfect One which was lost'. I seek and I find. A love immortal I was told. Only to see that it was not mine. In a rage, my soul I sold. It spoke to me of a love lost. And how I was to be blamed. Upon tides of pain I was tossed. My mind in shambles as I grew insane. Do I wait then, for another try. Or is this the end. What good is there to my life. Now a broken thing for a broken man. The nights are anything but kind. I am cold, my body torn. And I see you smiling in my mind. Age: 21 (on 27th August).

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Faith Morningstar

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The Perfect One which was lost'. I seek and I find. A love immortal I was told. Only to see that it was not mine. In a rage, my soul I sold. It spoke to me of a love lost. And how I was to be blamed. Upon tides of pain I was tossed. My mind in shambles as I grew insane. Do I wait then, for another try. Or is this the end. What good is there to my life. Now a broken thing for a broken man. The nights are anything but kind. I am cold, my body torn. And I see you smiling in my mind. Age: 21 (on 27th August).

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Faith Morningstar

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The Perfect One which was lost'. I seek and I find. A love immortal I was told. Only to see that it was not mine. In a rage, my soul I sold. It spoke to me of a love lost. And how I was to be blamed. Upon tides of pain I was tossed. My mind in shambles as I grew insane. Do I wait then, for another try. Or is this the end. What good is there to my life. Now a broken thing for a broken man. The nights are anything but kind. I am cold, my body torn. And I see you smiling in my mind. Age: 21 (on 27th August).

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