Wednesday, March 16, 2011

to make you feel my love.

I take my oldened blazer off, and I sit. as simple as it gets, I sit, and I sip yesterdays rotten cold coffee, and I let loose all captivated thoughts, my saviors, my retreat. I escape, to a dimension entirely estranged to this world.
life is cruel, and I some times just choose not to feel.

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