Saturday, March 27, 2010

Fridays Faults

Take it back.
Received, yes.
Now I'm returning the favor.
Fuck you.
Let it run deep, It doesn't phase me.
Who am I kidding?
I'm torn, destroyed.
Disgusted.
I need beginning, truth, purity.
Anyone?
but who am I to speak?

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