You keep tearing me up inside
No matter what I do
All you think is that I lied

There is nothing I can do
Nothing seems to be
good enough for you

With every day I seem to loose
a part of me
Always trying to make you see

I just want this hurt to go away
But no matter what I do
It only wants to stay

Can't you see what your doing to us
Every pain Ive ever felt is nothing comared to this
I trully feel like my heart is about to bust

If there was ever a time when a little girl
needed her grandma that time is now
Grandma if you can't be here
Can't you just show me how
Your the one who always made me
feel so good
It's like there was no one else
Who ever understood

For the first time in my life
I have started to feel strong
But it's like someone or something
Needs to prove me wrong

sometimes you really get this feeling of, well,
i really can't be bothered when puzzles become too difficult,
that i end up, not enjoying them.
    who the hell wants to engage in a puzzle that
they can't solve?
         it's not exactly cheating,
                and it's doubly-not "exactly" taking the easy
road...
                    the brain is fat... it's not a muscle...
  you can't exactly create tendons branching out,
out of "thin air", stressors like sūdoku...
                                             doing these puzzles is like
translating a chair into a massive bean bag...
          otherwise known by the chair, as a dream of:
the boogie man...
                     the chair is "thinking", ****!
                                               i'm going to become redundant!
but at no. 9049, i finally found, the last, possible conceptualisation
of the asian ideograms, that ezra pound fascinated himself
over, to knock on the doors of an asylum...
                  all it became? i'm a reductionist in this perspecgtive...
all it became?
          start doing the puzzle, and all that matters
                        is your eyes differentiating between + & x...
that's all it became,
              a question that said:           can't + be an algebraic
unit of abstract meaning that can be toyed with?
        looks similar to x...
   but sūdoku, really can be reduced to an +,
     as in, once you start solving a puzzle, your eyes dart around
to provoke the acronym n.e.w.s.,
                funny enough... after you reach the + stage,
you can bypass the x, and... ha ha... this being written
  in england... jack (of the union) has to come along...
so the darting of the eyes turn into george and andrew...

                        \       /
                             +
                         /       \

but that's my final say on the japanese puzzle...
                      i suppose that's a way of saying: there's an x
inside a +... like there's **** symbolism in the hindu symbol of
the *******.
  but this is the zenith, or the limit of conceptualißing
        the sūdoku puzzle.
oh, you know what name cats have given me?
    ya-beł...      i once wrote it like a jehovah's witness,
y becomes j becomes dz -
                      no, not ya-beew...
                                    i can't explain to you refining
the phonetic encoding...
              not since letters in the alphabet have such
****** names, comared to the greek: alpha
   (n.a.t.o. encoding) alpha,
      beta...          bravo...
          gamma...        ­    golf...
                              delta delta...
                            epsilon                  ech­o...
                                     zeta                   zulu...
                          theta / phi                           foxtrot...
i'm not going to write the whole of the two alphabets out...
**** it.