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[title] => Accelerating frustration
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[hometext] => It's been a long day. I just closed my eyes and wrote (well typed technically) doesn't rhyme and spelling is bad but I don't care
[bodytext] => Escelating frustration, building in my head.
Distgustedness fills my mind. I'm tired of it. Them, her , him. Them. Fed up... blow myself to peices. Throught the fecies, I see the colors of you. Black, and decited, red and lustful, you care nothing for him. THe one who died, the one who sacrificed. THe one who Suffered. Suffered for you for me. For three.. You chassse after falst illusions, I once did myself, till I saw the mirage, till I saw the hollographic image of the world and what it has to offer. Nothing, Death does not intiidate me. I am his, his only, his precious, his son. He is mine. Father Savior Repairer Mender Potter Abba Forgive me, I sin, fall again again again. I cry for your grace,yougiver lof love. I ask you cover me, but not only me them too. THe starting point of escalation and frustration. I ask you be with me with them Angels be sent guide my mind. I need you yahwey
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Accelerating frustration
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scottmunster
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Monday, 4th July 2005 @ 03:21:43 AM in AEST
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Escelating frustration, building in my head.
Distgustedness fills my mind. I'm tired of it. Them, her , him. Them. Fed up... blow myself to peices. Throught the fecies, I see the colors of you. Black, and decited, red and lustful, you care nothing for him. THe one who died, the one who sacrificed. THe one who Suffered. Suffered for you for me. For three.. You chassse after falst illusions, I once did myself, till I saw the mirage, till I saw the hollographic image of the world and what it has to offer. Nothing, Death does not intiidate me. I am his, his only, his precious, his son. He is mine. Father Savior Repairer Mender Potter Abba Forgive me, I sin, fall again again again. I cry for your grace,yougiver lof love. I ask you cover me, but not only me them too. THe starting point of escalation and frustration. I ask you be with me with them Angels be sent guide my mind. I need you yahwey
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Re: Accelerating frustration
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by emystar on
Monday, 4th July 2005 @ 03:37:32 AM AEST
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I especially like your humbleness at the end of the write. We all stumble, fall get up over-n-over again.
It's the heart that counts. A masterpeice.
huggs,
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Re: Accelerating frustration
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by glassicallyunsuperficial on
Monday, 4th July 2005 @ 07:07:10 AM AEST
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It's really good
I mean its not something I'd say I've felt b4 and that I totally agree with u 'cos that's cliche and i won't be..
It's just something I can feel sad for, yet can do nothing about.U get what I mean?
It's good.
I mean it
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Re: Accelerating frustration
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by FIX on
Monday, 4th July 2005 @ 12:29:55 PM AEST
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lowly of mind I find
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