Monday, December 18, 2006

I looked for the sun, but its raining today.
The walls start breathing
My minds unweaving
Maybe its best you leave me alone.
A weight is lifted
On this evening,I give the final blow.
Don't you think It's too little too late?
Everything, It ends tonight.




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