randumbness

Apr 08, 2005 15:07

"the ice shatters the glass its frozen to
as i scream so loud

Pills wont cure the disease i have
the disease of a frown

the air is crisp and harsh
and the rain comes with sunshine

you said you gave me your heart
now what will you do with mine"

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shealwaysfalls April 9 2005, 14:49:01 UTC
-hug- i know....

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