Tuesday, September 28, 2004

Congratulations. You have won.

Don't invite me. I know that you don't want me.

Dirty death.

I am purging you from my mind.

I am not electric. I am a rainbow of pain. Don't know what to think, what to feel. All I hear is them fighting. Crushed.

Tell me what to think. Can't trust you anymore. Traitor.

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