An instance of a debaucherous thought, breathless sighs upon a life twirling upon a living stage. Memories of one's sad and bitter feelings. Tormented loves and peaceful days that have drawn dust and shallow memories. Guilt over moments that never entered the stage of life but shaped her as a guilty self inflicted wound.
Monday, January 19, 2009
Loren
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