Fiction, poems, mockery, rants, raves, tears and blood.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
it's a bit typical
I spent 20 minutes trying to be perfect, only to realize I was no better than you. Watching through the window I saw you as the wolf not the sheep you claimed. I see a lot of myself in the masks that you wear. This disgusts me, yet I return.
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