Wednesday, July 22, 2009

fake letters put together.

breathe.

breathe.

tell me, why do i have such bad dreams?

you're the one that is leaving.

escaping, more like: drowning.

it is painful to see

all these horrible things even when i am asleep!

i couldn't stop shivering.

all the failed attempts had finally caught up with me.

breathe.

breathe.

rid your thoughts of swimming in the tempestuous sea.

if you never come up for air,

you'll lose all the things you've ever found

and you will surely drown.

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