Great expectations lead to great dissapointment...
Silly was I to think I was done with hope...
The "good" part is that it means I'm still human, right?
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"Congratulations!" he said. There's nothing to celebrate... Sheer politeness and a sense of relief -for him. It actually is a binding contract... a victory that lacks sense.
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I'd kiss you goodbye but just the idea of it makes me sick with myself. A nicely wasted farewell that'd make.
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
Escala microtonal descendente
Por mi compulsión puse esto en:
Life and free drama,
Pseudoabstracciones
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