Wednesday, September 20, 2006

tiara my baby..

you question her her actions in your heart your worries lay slowly surely it cancers your tissues but do not speak a word of it never allow a peek for it is expected that you show no misery your worries multiple fuelled by paranoia was she convincing enough? you doubt her her words tempted to voice out but you couldn't you have a sorrow she must not see for indirectly you utter you do not need her concern in fact you do now you must choose for the fork shows two paths one of ignorance and one of truth
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