Thursday, March 12, 2009

Perfect Little Dream

Perfect little dream. (The kind that hurts the most.)

Forgot how it feels. (Well, almost.)

No one to blame.

Always the same.

Open my eyes...

Wake up, wake up, wake up... WAKE UP IN FLAMES.


After everything I've done, I hate myself for what I've become...

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