151 years ago..
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Keep knocking.
No one's there.
Pouring down.
Near be felt.
I'm out here,
by myself.
All alone.
Ready to blow my head off.
I hurt so bad inside.
I wish you could see the world through my eyes.
Each day is the same
I just wanna laugh again.

when love and death embrace

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