Monday, November 3, 2008

Rubbing Alcohol For Sore Knees

Moments of silence
are longer waiting for a call ...

I'm struggling between my past, love of my life and an uncertain future. I can not decide which I should go or who I should go back or to whom I wait.



Take care I've been hurt

Before Too much time spend on closing doors May
You hate me, but I'll remember to love you Goodbye


Do not cry You know why And it
'll be just as quiet when i leave
As It Was When I first got here I do not expect anything

I do not expect anything

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