10:33 p.m. - 2001-06-23
A million tortured souls banging at the gate.
Singing, screaming, crying, dreaming.
Broken hears, lovers scheming.
The old die off, the babies born
I can still hear the sound of friendships torn.
Promises shattered, reality clattered
all the homeless roaming scattered.
Searching an end, the holy men pray.
And all of this just today.
People were murdered, women were raped.
Johnny and sally went on there first date.
From all over people died.
Car wrecks, old age, suicide.
Another day gone, another day past.
Life towards death through the hourglass.
Ok, so I'm a tad bored, wasting time waiting for a friend to come online, why you ask, because I want to go IHOP gosh darnit. And I always forget to write down phone numbers. I have to depend on AOL. How sad..haha.
Hmmm...yeah, nothing to report really at the moment, I have a lot I want to write but I don't have time at the moment, I'll do it later on.
Creamed corn is kinda creepy.