i don't know what it is on the wind,but (person)

Lament of the Synthetic Lifestyle	It takes two people to make you and one person to die. That is how the world is going to end.	June 14, 2008	Why are you following me? What I am trying to escape is you.
Is it better to run or walk in the rain?	Love is an expression of maximum exclusivity	lost we	You lost me
I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.	Angzarr	In the Court of the Crimson King	The Voyage of the Roofer Boonhurst
In the dream he laughs and says, You thought they were graceful on the ground	June 14, 2000	Franz Kafka	These are the only hands I can give
slow fire	Galatea was a bookish girl	The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart	Currency of the World
She was never mine. I always shared her.	Homelessness	Help!	Noders' poetry