Plagiarism is not advisable. You'll hear a gunshot if we see it happening anywhere.
I wish you’ve never been so sweet, I wish you weren’t too special, I wish you never became my world. The problem is you are. I wish I didn’t know you and I wish I didn’t love you. The problem is I do.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Drown.


 You want the truth?
I don't even know what's the truth anymore.
I'm getting tired.
So tired, that I don't even know what to do anymore.
No, I don't need anyone to save me from this mess.
I just need to distance myself from everyone for awhile.

Written with ,
Rafael.

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