it is walking through an empty path
found an interest .. empty no more
empty path is filled with colour and just filled
one day without interest, bizzare..
2 days without.. bizzare still
longer.. not so bad
much longer.. starting to get use to empty again
much much much longer.. empty is normal
soon.. it is empty
empty is it..
the irony of life..
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
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you love writing poems about your feelings..
what are you trying to tell..?
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