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People are cruel to one another. As I walk down the lonely pathway that was made for those who wanted to find a way out, it rains. The continuous pounding of rain makes me feel like I'm going to drown. Coat pulled over my head, I continue to walk, not daring to knock on the doors that I pass. Beyond those doors that are closed... are the nightmares I've been hating, the memories that have scarred me, and the more loneliness that's looking for someone to taunt and follow.
 m.ikstar · Mon Feb 05, 2007 @ 10:58pm · 0 Comments |
