Nestandarts ([info]heishy) wrote 10. Novembris 2010, 21:41
Wondering how this life can be so intricate
There was a time when my word was filled with darkness. Then I stopped dreaming now. I'm supposed to fill it up with something.


I change shapes just to hide in this place. But I'm still an animal, I'm still an animal. Nobody knows but me when I slip, Yeah I slip, I'm still an animal.
 
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( )Anonīms- ehh.. šitajam cibiņam netīk anonīmie, nesanāks.
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