December
24 January 2009
Composed of an element so weak, so frail Every time she reaches for the sky, she fails The escape from her shattered existence Lies above out of her own reach But still sinking further and further Int
Why do you think about it? Why do you sing about it? Why do you care at all? Man, I don't know what I can say it's like he can't appreciate me And it makes me feel so goddamn small I try to tell you,
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