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April 26, 2005

July 2nd

Well, another year's gone by
365 days
And I have done some good
In spite of myself
And the year has been worthwhile
People have benefitted from it
But I am not one of
Them.
I never thought I'd see 18
Or 19, 20, 21 on and on
I live to torture myself
And everything I hated
And all I have regretted
I know I will never outlive
Or outdie.
I will never outlast
Or live so long to see
That I become
What I am not.
I wish I were
What I dispise
In other asshole rocks.

Posted by BlueWolf on April 26, 2005 01:16 AM