Monday, March 31, 2008
whatever
nothing happened, nothing more, wwhat happens when you see the door closing, as it knocks you on the floor. to get it through to you i can't explain, stuck in your own llittle dream, of what you can't explain. it wwas over before anything began and there was fate to thank for that, because had something been more i would've only rran. away from you, seperating myself from the madness, of someone who gets stuck in,, the requim og their own dream.
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