In my own words "It's only once we lost everything, that we're free to do anything."
Well...it's time to breathe again. Open the flood gates and let the hate rain down. Drink your problems away until you almost seem to be, what we all consider, "normal". What majesty hails from the depps of our souls? I have been intriged by this meloncholey rat race and favor the ending. And almost simutaniously, I ask for a sudden stop. Break into tears of joy, for there is nothing left to bleed. And as if it were a (900) number, people pretend to want to care.
In A Perfect World... we would still be together, without the pain.
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