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Apr 04, 2006 13:35

Last summer's reeds are all engraved in ice
as is your image in my eye; dry frost
glazes the window of my hurt; what solace
can be struck from rock to make heart's waste
grow green again? Who'd walk in this bleak place?

-- Sylvia Plath

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losinglife April 4 2006, 19:40:58 UTC
were are you livin at now? pgh or erie.. and more importantly were will you be around the 20th - 23rd?

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enidan April 4 2006, 20:19:52 UTC
pittsburgh, and yessir.

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losinglife April 4 2006, 20:21:05 UTC
we should get together sometime then.. AND you should come play for my bday!!!

what do you do these days anyways?

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losinglife April 21 2006, 02:58:22 UTC
your a jerk.. didmt coe out for muy bday.... i better see you at my party instead since your too cool for ht acutall bday hang out.

ifg your not here i mihgt ha ve to hunt you down!!!

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