Saturday, February 6, 2010

Shadows of ourselves

I'm in a mess, a terrible terrible mess. Would someone tell me what to do because it hurts. It hurts so bad. The nightmares have become waking dreams, so surreal. And I don't know what to make of them. Everything becomes so irrevelent, so in significant. Nothing else seemed to matter. If you'd close your eyes, I'd swear you can see my heart bleed.

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