I hate my father. I hate my life. But I feel great! You guys are great! I'm gonna go pick a fight.
"We'll need to run tests." My world brought crashing down by the hole in his heart.
posted at 07/31/2006 01:43 pm : Permalink Categorized Haiku and poetry : Tagged arrythmia, Chicken
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