The skyline.
fragile as crackle glass.
Stars like tiny diamonds.
My soul,
my heart~
remaining 18
while my body ages.
Dammit.
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Friday, 3 December 2010
Time
The skyline.
fragile as crackle glass.
Stars like tiny diamonds.
My soul,
my heart~
remaining 18
while my body ages.
Dammit.
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