You are drowning in your misery. Dont even want to come up for fresh air. Mixed up in all kinds of situations. But you like it like that.
I dont even know where to start from. Hate? Love? War? Bombs? Brain? I try to manipulate you in my dreams but youre that fairytale that I want to be in with but end up with a vicious ending. I want to see how long you can last while I am breathing next to you. Savouring your last breaths. Counting down to when one of will realise. That happy endings are just endings with smile on peoples face.
Dont smile. Our ending has yet to come.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
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