I am ruined. Someone jiggled your arm when drawing my brain, my face, my body, my colorless spirit. You paint over it but it's still there looking at me.
I feel empty all the time. I am everything that I never wanted to be. Where did I go wrong?
All I want to do is listen to my sister play the piano.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
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