"Pleasant words are as a honeycomb, sweet to the soul, and healthy to the bones."
Sunday, October 4, 2009
nothing left to desire..
It's all a facade, it's not made of brick, this face could break in any minute.
seconds, now minutes ticking by, she's waiting to be save in time
however long that may be, please know that she'll always be there in spirit.
her loneliness cannot be beared with, she's losing it now with no sense of regret.
feeling neglected, no love, no passion left for desire...
heart stopped beating, ears have stoppped listening, eyes cannot see the light
drink it down, purge it out, the sensation doesn't seem to last...
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