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my fingers feel like that need to type. craving that smooth gliding motion from key too key aches my joints.
*sigh*
there is nothing i can do... just sit an watch the world fly by.
there is nothing left for me.
i am an empty shell craving some beauty... some structure.
i have found it true that the true light lies in the heart of darkness.
the only problem is... i am lost in this blanket of darkness, there is no light for me.
*sigh*
*sigh*
there is nothing i can do... just sit an watch the world fly by.
there is nothing left for me.
i am an empty shell craving some beauty... some structure.
i have found it true that the true light lies in the heart of darkness.
the only problem is... i am lost in this blanket of darkness, there is no light for me.
*sigh*