Scorin' at the Hash Bash
Us Survivors
Under Development
Virtual Love Affairs
Symptom Factor
Your Junk
Broken Spoke
Symptom of Decay
Appocalypse Avenue
Echoe Box
Third Wing
Untitled
There Must Have Been
Shadow Wars
I'm Dead
Blowout
Last Summer
Another Chalk Up
Undercover
A Breath for the Year
Blue Eyes
All the Hate
Cratered
Virtigo
About Love
A Different Kind of Kiss

The Goblins of Trois:
A Prose Piece that
Appears in the 98 Book

A Breath for the Year

Year has slid by
What have I seen
Where have I been

Oh my God
I think I'm going crazy
It seems so odd
Last year seems like yesterday

A breath the year - it's gone
Just like a real good song
And all the things passes on by
Can I catch them with a blind eye

There were eras that seemed neverending
But then again - always transcending
I felt this deep painful burning
To see that we were still learning

Nobody that I held that day
Would still happen to be here today
I guess that's my own fault
A bitter sentimental grain of salt

She wore my little necklace
To say she'd never forget this
Suddenly it's five years later
And a breath for the year to save her

Goodbye all who I won't see again
I must move on to the next one

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