Wednesday, July 8, 2009


He said:
"Feel like talking but none of my words came out right
Feel like smiling but can't deny anymore
Feel like crying but no more tears to spare
Hands are holding on tight but its just too weak
When black is too black and colours are pale
Right now, i just hope that all of this will soon end
I don't want to talk to anyone, i really need some space"

I replied: *sigh*

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