Contained herein are my thoughts, my dreams, and my expressions of them. I am uploading everything I have on file. Old, new, and in between.
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Replace
We both chase what can't be replaced. And we both run until there's no more sun. In that hour of loneliness will you cease to persist? Or will you carry on that way, until your heart's no longer grey?
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