Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter

Monday, May 10, 2004

Lost It

Attempt to construct
colors chosen for
contrast, the mix
between light and
dark, love and
loss, life and

Try again, for
purity, regain what
was just lost here,
never mind the back
button, the
bullocks or the

And I've come to
curse myself again
for not saving the
work before it was
too late, haven't
we all gone through
this self-kicking

Alack, alas, and woe
is me...
Back to the drawing
(key) board.

(What a shame... this post started out as a rant against papparazzi,
but as usual, the dreaded backspace button
reared its ugly head. :(

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