There is nothing left for you here.
And everything to be had up there.
I am sure.
All that is built will fall apart.
And I am tired of living among the ruins.
I am tired of breathing dead breath.
The End is Here.
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
The End of the Winter!
There is nothing left for you here.
And everything to be had up there.
I am sure.
All that is built will fall apart.
And I am tired of living among the ruins.
I am tired of breathing dead breath.
The End is Here.
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