Nothing's ever the same be it a second later or a hundred years. It's always churning and roiling. And people change as much as oceans...
Sunday, February 6, 2011
broken promise
some fears are about to come true
some of them I will kill...
some of them will kill me.
If I am due to leave
I am not coming back
there will be no turning back
either... just hope you can
keep a promise .
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