Tell me who I am

May 18, 2005 13:48


Im slowly losing touch with what is left in me. I cry when no ones looking. Im not one to break down. I've crawled home from worse than this.

Everything turned out wrong...now I've got to carry on.



Lets look back...with flashing colors...


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 





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