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Sometimes I look for people. I look for the ones in the darkest clothes or the ones with the emptiest eyes. I wonder who got them that way? If it was one event or many built up over time like mine...
Sometimes I feel like I'm in a mirror. Stuck where everything is backwards and mis-leading. I'm watching myself live my life yet I'm not even there.
Sometimes the strongest person you know cries themselves to sleep at night.
Sometimes I just stop caring.
 Lexilynn533 · Mon Jan 05, 2009 @ 07:15pm · 0 Comments |
