Tears shredded down the alleyway, out into the street. Unstoppable forces squeezed and drained out the body, producing a hollow structure with uncountable drips of sadness. All that was experienced was the process of exhaustion.
Hoping the days would go by fast. Wishing the day with the brightest sun and longest daylight would cure everything, including the acceptance of oneself.
06/14/2011
Hoping the days would go by fast. Wishing the day with the brightest sun and longest daylight would cure everything, including the acceptance of oneself.
06/14/2011
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