Memories is such a dangerous thing.
It just keeps pushes tears of anguish out of my eyes.
Tired, but I can't stop to keep myself awake,
Panting... Yet I can't hear myself breathing.
I am still, Motionless, yet I'm falling...
Into the darkness of this vulnerable life.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
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