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2006 13 June :: 11.06pm
:: Mood: sick
:: Music: why don't you do right? - rasputina
how could we know change was constant?
hesitations.
a fraction of how we used to be
is slipping into future conversations
slowly sabotaging our tongues into
forming half-meant words and
unknown emotions
and how are we fighting?
indifference and the smallest hint
of lacking any passion.
so this is how it will end,
in age-old arguments
and misinterpretations.
when we glimpsed our end
from the very very beginning,
who knew it would be so close?
sweet words
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