Show me a state where soundtracks hurts at right place

Apr 06, 2005 22:08

i am the accident that you might fall. and the bruises when you hit the ground. i am the pain in your abdominal wall. the answers you're looking for won't be found. memories are like mirrors. just an observation of a time. a few melancholic filled tears. or a never ending rhyme. we pay for our time in mistakes and apologies.  no one knows what this ( Read more... )

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