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welcome to my mind ver. 2005
written by omegadrax05:26 PM 3/9/05welcome to my mind. i am a dreamer of dreams. i bring the winter of all winters. i stand at the edge of oblivion and i am smiling. i am a simple man with complicated intentions. what i have and what i want war within me. do ya ken? i have a mind for destruction and pain yet a heart full of love. i have a body built for work, but not the will to carry it through. i am so tired. i love to drink and get rowdy, but i need to have my solitude. will you be there in the silent moments? just to be there when i look up. i will smile and play along when the jokes come, but when it comes time to pay the piper, i make sure i pay in exact amounts. my heart breaks and i am a breaker of hearts. i am crying right now. the world is coming to an end and fenris will swallow the sun. it is so, as it is before each beginning. do ya ken? mount doom beckons. it has swallowed my ring and it is still hungry. it calls my name. it waits. i wait. i wait in room full of people, i am lonely. i am an educated man, but find it overrated. what is a piece of paper when you are hungry. the things that are important can't be found in books or universities, they can't be taught, and they can't be bought. i am a strong man, but find it trying. i am weak and my weakness is all around. it waits for me and smiles a disarming smile. i embrace it and would like to embrace it and have it embrace me and not let go. i have nothing to prove, but still they watch and wait for me to fail. i will fail. please forgive me and try to understand. i have so much to lose, but so much to gain. the game goes on. i am a caring man, but find the world uncaring. do ya ken? the world has changed the definition of caring to suit the materialistic society we live in. nothing bought for valentine's day, he must not care. nothing said on sweetest day. he must not care. no 'bling-bling'. no 'dub. no 'benjamins'. no 'rollin on twenties'. he must not care. i care, they are wrong. i am the man rolling on the floor with my daughters. i am the man dressed up like winnie the pooh (or superman or atlas, even though noone got it) on halloween. i am the man, they are wrong (an yet they are right). i am a spritual man, God forgive me. i try and fail and try again. i know that God understands and gives me the strength. i go on. i dream on. i rage on. i love on. i lust on. i try on.
(why do i keep trying?)
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