Sunday, May 1, 2011

Is this making me feel any better.The answer is no.

He has his cups of Tea and giving himself the credit for the man he is.Shattered dreams on empty floor.Dusty pieced,sharp glass.Step on it.Walk with the pain.Go with the flow..The heartbeats,the heavy hand on your body.Heart crushes to tiny pulsating frictions of the dream that was.
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