Act like its all okay.
Dont worry it will all go away.
Hopeless you are,
fearless your not.
Confused,misunderstood.
Everyting changed,
while everything hurts.
You lie awake.
Waiting to break.
Tears.
Down your cheak
running like springs...
Running away.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
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