it caught up.everytime i get an ache i think it's going to put me in there again.I wonder if this was physical or if it could have been in my head,people make themselves sick sometimes.so i try not to think about it and you.it was still sharp through the morphine.living through the holes in my arms.drip fed a liquid diet not quite enough nutrition.and there's never anything good on tv.i drank contrast.i ate IV's.look at radioactive me. but, today the sun charged me up some,I can glow in the dark..wish you could see.
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Poetry.a collection of livejournal posts written by ryan ross, dating from 2006 to 2004. .i own nothing. .enjoy.
