Saturday, June 28, 2008

Judgement.

Do I look like come cheerful chap? Maybe.

Am I one? No.

Storms form quickly and easily. Can it ever be cleared, in my very own sky? Doubtful.

Scars are permanent.

At times, it's just so hard to please people.

And I have long lost the ability to do so.

What is everything becoming?

Can someone enlighten me?

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