Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Now playing

My insides all turn to ash, so slow...
I've become so numb I can't feel you there, becoming so tired so much more aware..
And I live it all out to find, but I am not the only person with these things in mind..
So let mercy come and wash away what I've done..
Cuz in the end, in doesn't even matter..

4 comments:

  1. In the end, nothing matters!!!

    This is another side of you that I've not known yet!

    Good work!

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  2. something I'd rather not broadcast.. but it comes out..

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  3. :)
    u hafta get it out...it isn't worth the space inside :)

    nice..iLiked..the mixing of lyrics frm here n there...
    keep writing such stuff...ficly is waiting for u .. u kno :)

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  4. :)
    Thanks.. Ficly.. dekhate if I get any ideas..

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