Author: Amber Kelly
Date: 4/2/2007 4:02 am
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Sometimes I think like it is a disease; something that takes over my body, beginning with my brain and spreading uncontrollably. It ravages me like a fever, making me sweat and leaving me cold without answers, without rest, without a cure. Yet I am happier this way than when I relinquish control to the thoughtless. So, burn me up and wear me out, but leave me with ideas. |
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