| There was no need to squint to see that a small flame was growing. |
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| Walk, walk, walkin' on broken glass
One day. One day. One day there won't be any broken glass. But in the mean time, I should put broken glass to work. |
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| Yep... it's official. As one cycles back into friendship, another gets thrown from brotherhood. Odd how that disdain and repulsion migrated. I can do without the jerkface. |
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| There is an outlet somewhere, right? I mean, what am I in this place? I feel so much turmoil and rage but only within these four walls. I want to run, but there is no where to go. I miss that feeling.
Why did such a great weekend have such blemishes? Someday it won't matter. Poxes, or was it boxes?
hkd |
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| Guess who is a Presidential Scholar at the Georgia Institute of Technology? Oooooooohhhhhhh-yeah. (Enter Giant Red scary Koolaid man)
Cheers and great blessings,
Hampton |
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