quarta-feira, 30 de setembro de 2009

Yet I feel no pain.

Numb to all feelings.

Where did summer go? It left me to wonder when the bottle will tap out and the sun will arise.

I woke up yesterday with a hole in my chest.

When you wake up, it all starts again. I learned to break yesterday and destroy tomorrow. I've watched each leaf fall off my tree. I've watched the seasons change.

Why?

Misery is so beautiful. I need this.

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