tired as ********
i cant tell why
i cant see
the time passing by
where did it go
what happend to it
when did my day
turn to night
i didnt see it
i didnt really know
what happend to my day
where did it go?
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Quiet Stars Dilemma
My life writen in poetry. Inspirational and happy.
Strait to sad and depressing. Come seep into the dark deeps of my mind.
I warn you now. This is not a happy tail... This is nothing but a
sad tragedy...
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i like poking dead things with a stick.... o.O
