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Saturday, February 16, 2008

beneath the stars keep falling on our heads

another one bites the dust.
how dreadful, the countless funerals held at the pavillion that i have to walk past each day to get home. its getting more frequent.

every breath we take, one life slips away

clutching edward in my pocket strangely calms me.
edward is my small little cute black penknife, btw.
sometimes, just sometimes, you have to let go of what you cant live without...

Midnight hour- running away

& try, try to understand me

she's not here @

3:20 PM