Wednesday Apr 20, 2005

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Timid in youth and never bold
In disbelief that I'd grow old
Summers of friends, disillusioned certainty
That I walked only with Immortatlity
When I first fell in love I thought a loniness end
She was my eternity and closest friend
I gave forth rage and a bitter tone
Her breaking heart broke all alone

In summer I was exceptionally free
At one with false immortality

Later I gave forth love when I was able
And traded it all for what I believed was stable
Bitterness made me brave on my part
I thought myself great for none had broken my heart

In summer I was exceptionally free
At one with false immortality

All those friends that time did sever
When friendship lies of friends forever
To age has its own sorrowful cost
When the integrity of youth is lost

In summer I was exceptionally free
At one with false immortality

I disbelieved illness and dying
With each gray hair my soul therein dying
Claim your love, sing a warm summer days song
One way or another it will all be gone

It was for, for only

In summer I was exceptionally free
At one with false immortality
Antoine Jon Mcleod

yeah, I felt like nursing a bit of depression tonight, but if you think I'm going to sink so low as to listen to the Cure? Yeah right, fuck you..............L8er...............Aj
receptionistdesk:
apparently he was sick or somehing.
he's "rescheduling"
abyssia:
what on earth have you got against the cure? they're called the cure for a reason - they cure me. yup. that's why! i'm absolutely certain of it! i read a book once - The Treatment and The Cure. about a man in a mental hospital and what the antipsychotics did to him and how he had to escape to find true healing. random tangent. love to you!

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