December
22 January 2011
You were the stars in the sky You were the rays of sunlight on green grass You were the wind in the trees and the flowers in the garden But now you are just a memory I will think of you always R.I.P 0
I hurt myself today to see if I still feel,I focus on the pain the only thing that's real.The needle tears a hole..the old familiar sting.Try to kill it all away but I remember everything.What have I
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