Quietly into the night
Aug. 30, 2002 ] 6:22 AM
Now I know that I am descending very fast into my black madness. I actually finalised the titles of so many of my untitled poems. The laughter in my head is a low sardonic rumble. When someone starts putting their affairs in order, it is a bad sign. I shall consciously avoid thinking depressing thoughts and keep myself busy until this period is past its danger zone.

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