By isotape
As the sun slowly sets, I see blank faces passing me by. Fearing another lonely and cold night I seek refuge in a bottle. Who was I am who am I? Now seem to be insignifcant questions. My bed a dark little corner, An old cardboard box for warmth. This is not a life... This is simply an existence. Written November 18th, 2001 © on Nov 18 2001 12:46 PM PST 10 • 0 • 1
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"As the sun slowly sets,..."
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"As the sun slowly sets,..." by isotape
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