| All you need is love... |
[13 Aug 2004|11:20am] |
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Just shoot me now...the termoil I have...with in me...is enough to make a person sick...I just don't know NE more...so lost...so confused...so forgotten...I don't belong NE more...I fit once...ever so perfectly...but only I left...things settled...and now...I have no place...things are so different...this are so...different...things just don't include me NE more...I've changed...for the worst...and I don't know how...I was to be myself again...shhh...let me die in peace...
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