Diary of Stuff (Volume I)
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2002-04-21 03:26:14 (UTC)

Spuriodic undertones

So there he was, Tarzan, the ape man, popping and busting
with rage, saliva frothing out of his mouth as he howled
his dismay at my shenanigans that I was guilty of in his
beloved jungle... I made my way through some brush, and
dodged and rolled through hanging vines, slumbering snakes,
tree roots, and generally green thorny viny things that
still managed to whip my face and draw blood. I still
could hear the ape man bustling through the thicket behind
me at a distance, but I knew it wouldn't be long before he
would catch up with me, and then....eep!!! Since the dives
and rolls that I was doing wasn't that much help anymore, I
changed my tactics to spinning and twirling, but of course
advancing headlong without regard to what was in front of
No avail. He was catching up... I jumped onto a vine
and swung into the air..... At the end of the arc, I
jumped onto another one, and then another one, and still
another one, until I lost track of how many. It was
somewhere at that time that a melody entered my thoughts
and sung itself...

I would die for you, I would die for you.
I've been dying just to feel you by my side,
To know that you're mine.

I would cry for you, I would cry for you.
I would wash away your pain with all my tears,
And drown your fear.

I would pray for you, I would pray for you.
I would sell my soul for something pure and true,
Someone like you.

See your face every place that I'm walkin,
Hear your voice every time that I'm talkin.
You will believe in me, and I would never be ignored.

I would burn for you, feel pain for you,
I would twist a knife and bleed my aching heart,
And tear it apart.

I would lie for you, beg and steal for you,
I would crawl on hands and knees until you see,
You're just like me.

Violate all the love that I'm missin,
Throw away all the pain that I'm livin,
You will believe in me, and I could never be ignored.

I would die for you, I would kill for you,
I would steal for you, I'd build time for you.
I would wait for you, I'd make room for you,
I'd steal ships for you, to be close to you.
To be part of you, 'cos I believe in you,
I believe in you, I would die for you.

I don't quite know what happened afterwards, but I
guess my hands were perspiring from all the activity and
anxiety, that my grasp slipped and I tumulted downwards
into the dense foliage of the underneath...