Pry open the unhealed wound
Tuesday, March 29, 2011/11:34 pm
Each time that song plays in the background, I sink through. Each time I watch a similar scene, it pierces through. The appearance is all a facade. The trust is gone forever. I'm like a novel without words. I dont want others to read me. Because no one completes me.
Pry open the unhealed wound
Tuesday, March 29, 2011/11:34 pm
Each time that song plays in the background, I sink through. Each time I watch a similar scene, it pierces through. The appearance is all a facade. The trust is gone forever. I'm like a novel without words. I dont want others to read me. Because no one completes me.