Friday, Nov. 23, 2001 - 12:31 a.m.

I feel ill with words of repentance & love

I could never never forget what I felt like

to feel my heart drop and watch as

hungry insects swarmed around it

and fed off like a disease to a diagnosed patient.

You no longer see me.

What am i doing but holding back tears

and thinking of you

With this tainted image of me

With no longer love, but disappointment

I'm still here

I just forgot I was human for a second

and that I can't just be some image

I have error