You say I'm out of touch, but I've been stuck in this box for too long now.
Theres a trap door in the back I use to escape, so when you accuse me, just know I'm not really there.
Scratch your worthless message into the wall though I doubt I'll even read it.
...Slipping into an alternate reality...
...The only breath of fresh air life's alotted me...
Holding it in until the stars appear.
Monday, July 30, 2007
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