Tuesday 11 November 2008 photo 2/2
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Black mascara running down my checks. Feelings fluting down my face.
Dust in the wind blowing fear in my heart and the black pages of my diary crying to be seen.
I close my book of secrets and face the fact to live in the future and not read about yesterday.
I am not a dreamer anymore.
Dust in the wind blowing fear in my heart and the black pages of my diary crying to be seen.
I close my book of secrets and face the fact to live in the future and not read about yesterday.
I am not a dreamer anymore.
Annons