Entry: * Monday, November 25, 2002



Vanity drowns, how punk rock.
My agony is evident in this rusted lock.
The cynicism is in the sacrifice of secrets revealed

And I still can't bring myself to tell you how I feel
Authenticity versus arrogance, we force the conversation
In the shadows of this delusion, we fake our consolations
Victory is complete when the victim tears at your soul
Karma can be a bitch sometimes, forcing us into our roles


Do you believe in Angels? What is an Angel? Benevolance
personified?  Do they have souls?  Do they have a sex?
Are they capable of evil?  How do we know if we've seen one?

YOU'RE SUCH AN INSPIRATION:=

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