I was afraid and still I am
for the past would never be forgotten
and the future would never be read
empty
the same feeling
repeated time to time
empty
the world is always too huge
the ice is always too cold
numb
no fear
no grief
no joyfulness
no mercy
no hatred
no love
no thing
numb
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Sweet... Sweet... Sweet...
Taste the sweetness of life
Wednesday 7 November 2012
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