this shit hurts
maclau
so it burns inside and hurts like hell.
no way will take me home. all is shreaded. nothing is for real or for sure anymore.
this shit hurt, and it’s called emotions.
and when you finally thought you had something for sure, or at least you had something to hold on to in this life, it goes away.
and then again you’re left alone, left in the wind, no where to go.
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August 25th, 2006 at 8:19 am
Que es lo que tanto te duele?