Sonntag, 10. März 2013

Torture.

Last night I dreamed of you.
It was wonderful.
It felt so real.

Could you do me a favor?
Stop this pain.

It's killing me.
I want to do something I like.
I want to be the person I want to be.
I want you.

I don't know how.
Get me away from here.

Every second more is torture.

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