I see what you i and nothing else. My empty closet My messy shelves, tell the story of one My only dream, soon to be forgotten as it seems. My dreams are all that I ever knew. No matter how hard I try,they stick like glue. I dream of things that dont exist. My imagination grows like a bottomless pit. People just dont understand Me. My feelings,My life,what i go through and how i'm treated. Never listening, never heard, to keep myself alive the only way is for my inagination and my heart to merge
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todeadtotype · Fri Jul 22, 2005 @ 05:30pm · 0 Comments |