Saturday, August 14, 2010


When one thing falls apart, everything else seems to follow.
One by one you begin to disappear, it disappears to the point where you are nothing but the outer shell.
The shell that everyone knows, it is all that remains.
The reason does not care, why would they?
They have caused the damage and want nothing of you, they gave you nothing and you gave them almost everything.
How can you put yourself back together, when all you know is how you fell apart?


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