May 27, 2004 22:47
Lines of seperation between life and death have all blurred into a faint vacancy. Everything rushes by as vision is narrowed into a meager pinpoint. Only the sound of an unconcerning world breaks through these walls of dejection, only to be broken by you. But once again, im not graced by your touch, so here i remain. Trapped. Empty and alone.
Leave a comment
Comments 2
love love love
cat
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment