Registered: Jul 2000
Location: salmon city
Posts: 1409

i reflect on things, things which need reflecting on.
an old fruit, forgotten. like something that nobody wants to remember, and thats why they forget it.
or fruit. old fruit.
nobody cares about them, they dont know that.
a life that has left them bitter, and hateful, towards all of Gods creation, to form something horrible.

something hateful.

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Registered: Jul 2000
Location: Sydney
Posts: 2570

Old fruit sort of develops into a life force of its own.
Changed because of its experiences in the netherfridge, but fundamentally itself.
Do not despair.

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