December 12, 1997
The past weeks have been chaos
Overwhelming
People in my life lost again
Cera faded again
Always cycles of losing touch
Inanna went away
Her body returned
Soul did not
Not to me anyway
Probably for the best
Saddening none the less
Jenny disappeared in to the night
Inevitable I guess
Puce still true
So far though
Appears as though opportunity of lifetime passed me by
Stuck in same hell job
No out
Opportunity obscured
Hope dims
Depression sets in
The gift that makes a creative person who they are
It's their curse
Emotions can not stay inside
We must pull them out
Put them on display for the world do see
Only time can cover these tracks
Time is never fast enough
But too fast when it is gone
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