- Guilty 2006-01-29 16:25:44 I almost saw it coming but the contrast was to bright. the nightmare was so willing and my mind, it wasn't right. i could not have stopped it, it happened just to fast. i don't remember much because the moment didn't last. He was always mean to me, i felt i had no choice. i couldn't even speak a word, i think i had no voice. he came at me with a knife i was almost stabbed. luckily i fell down and then the knife i grabbed. i had it now and he was there but then it went all dark. i awoke a little l8r and i saw he had a mark. in fact it was not a mark but a wound and deep at that. i felt around a little and felt the knife go splat. so there for im no murderer, and i pose no threat. but the confussing part is that's where i forget. i couldn't of stopped that collision coz my mind it was not right. i swear on oath i didn't mean to, it was so late at night. did i say night, i meant day, you see i'm not all there. i remember now that it was day, because of the moist air. so you've heard my story, but you still don't believe. i tell you i am innocent, just ask my nice pal Steve. oh i didnt tell you, yes Steve, he was there. yes i remember clearly now, he was sitting in a chair. i remember before it all went dark he started to get up. Yes, he came and took the knife from me, so steve is the sick pup. He's the one your looking for, not me, i am no killer. For there he stands in the back, your murderer is Steven Miller. Why are you all looking at me like that? don't you see him there? he has the blue green shirt, and the dark red hair. Im not crazy really, he's right there for all to see. please just look, i'm not lying, this of you i plea. no, he's walking out now, he's leaving it's too late. Now i have to stand here and except dear steven's fate...
- Katana... 2006-01-28 12:54:13 i touch cold metal as i walk in the rain. i feel so protected yet, somehow insane. i know that tomorrow i'll be lucky to live. until then i know i have something to give. i think you were off a bit on your timing, and i hate how i find, myself sometimes rhyming. its not ok that i failed on the mission i had, but now as i think, well it's to friggin bad. i live by my own rules, no longer by yours. i see my new path; it continues to pour. for so long i've seen darkness, i cry out in spite, the longer you owned me, the longer i fight. now that you think i use it for good, i show you just how i knew that you would. sometimes we're mistaken, no longer alone. then our eyes open to truths that we've known. i could've had anything, at any point or time, so long that you've made me a broken down mime. once again i touch metal, i feel it inside. it burns deep within me a feeling of glide. and now that i end this letter to you, so that you know the things that i knew. i'll end it wrongly, with a feeling of doubt. know how i know what things are about. i'll end it so u think that there is more to come, knowing how i feel so cold and so numb...
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