a cryptic letter to myself.

Jun 27, 2007 00:23

Standing on the brink of separation you try fruitlessly to capture some meaning in those final moments before you have to say goodbye forever; before the sky darkens and the last pages in this chapter of your life, are folded into the past.  Time slips by like a theif in the night, stealing away those precious few days of unrequited attachment and ( Read more... )

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xenastarina June 27 2007, 15:37:39 UTC
Geez, if that doesn't evoke curiosity I don't know what would.

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