November 18, 2006 at 9:32 pm (poem)

Today is going to be hell
tomorrow will be hell too
I always think things that kill me
eventually silence my soul
not just for a second and it never dissapears
the ice looks cold and so do you my dear
but it’s just the way you look.

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