hidden smiles leave a bitter aftertaste invoking questions about the tragedy of passing time. dimly lit lanterns, the only light, illuminating the passageway. he was lost again, and more afraid of what he already knew, than everything he never would. Streaming tears glistening,wet and salty on his lips drowning the memories of a time he should of forgotten.
Reason for writing:
if you are interested in doing this, email touchmywords@aol.com for the password. i can only assume someone changed it, i should have known someone would do that.
Birth sign: Aquarius
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