A midnight.
Date: Aug 23rd, 2006 8:18:20 am - Subscribe
Mood: hypocritical
You lay there shaking, with your comforter wrapped around your swelling body. The wounds just won't heal, your body aches for the thrist of more. The sun has just risen, but yet again I wish It didn't. I sometimes wish the sun would never come up, and that we could just sleep forever, not having to feel. Maybe thats what people fear.
k, I'm not too sure what I wrote up there. But Its a start, to something.
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