Scared. Of course I'm scared. I'm always scared.
Need to move. Blank page and new land(slide). I need a flash of innocence again. All was---back in the days//
Nightmares are back, panick attacks.
The sweet sensation you can't breathe again, and yet your tears are almost dying inside//I know I could try again, only to let them go.
These things you can't control.
Always eating your mind.
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Tuesday, October 6, 2009
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