Thursday, August 8, 2013

misconceptions of us

I'm out of breath, it’s hard to even stand up, there’s no place to rest                                                        Even the reason to endure is getting farther away
I fall and break everyday
I hold onto my scar which didn’t even have time to heal
As I run through the darkness endlessly
angsty song by nell, but beautiful. 

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