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Mar 2012
Where are the meanings?
Who were they writing about on the walls inside their minds?
When was I gonna go home?

No more worries about what tomorrow will bring.
No longer forgetting where I came from.
Will the prolonged status of my arrival bring life again?
My man, my friend.

Were the mistakes I made all a part of my re birth?
When I fell off and came back down and then got so high, so high with you girl.
I found God.

So breathe in, breathe in,
Hold it inside and never let it die.
So smile now, smile now.
I'm on my way to a perfect life with this happiness and the angel mist that blooms around my insides, so bliss.

Remember me now for always and forever
I'm always speaking of forever as if I know it like a friend
But I do not
I know not of the future aspects or present accidents.
I wonder if they'll be okay with this or be alright with the mist the blows about my insides.
Probably not though...

But I'm okay with it
I'll be alright soon enough
Outside the world of the freakish ghouls and snake eaters.
I will **** them with my hands and fists and knives of glory, of ******, glorious, holy fury.
How long will I withstand this hurried worried mighty angry misunderstood feeling.
The longest night, the shortest day
Will it be long?
Before long, yes.
Andrew McElroy
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Andrew McElroy  30/M/Florida
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