2003-11-18 | 2:56 a.m.
We could hurt you. We could drop planets on you, one by one. Leave you lying there. And they'd all be smudged, just a little.
It's not my business to write anything here, so I won't. Leaves are nice people. Pretty an uncaring. I don't think I'll bother them. Wake, and wake, perchance to dream. Fear is the dream of tomorrow, and tomorrow, and time is a blessed lover who never changes. I love him. Why won't you stay? recent... Step Back ---/// Take a Step ///--- End of the Path |
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