...to be DRESSED IN POETRY

Thursday, 29 December 2011

Say anything.


As long as I'm here I might as well ask,
"am I part of your future or just of your past?"
Cause we're stuck in this circle living like squares,
while the weight of this pain is too much to bear.


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