A heart filled with rage.
And she spoke words that would melt in your hands.
Dienstag, 14. September 2010
It´s up to you to find beauty in the ugliest days.
Mondays I sleep away.
Tuesdays I lay awake.
Wednesdays are the worst.
Thursdays I reminice.
Fridays I try to get along.
Saturdays I see your face.
And I can breathe.
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