random ramblings of a fool who pretends to have something fundamental to say about the human condition but can only come up so utterly and miserably meaningless words that he should ask himself if it is worth the trouble
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Thursday, October 28, 2010
he could see the writing on the wall
his house wasn't his house anymore
he inherited his father's disappointments
and he could not
would not
build a home
on a desolate ocean of discontent
such as his
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