depreciation
a satellite man, tying his own hands, burning his own ships, pretending he lives, a broken woman, trying in her head, jumping from buildings, searching for feelings, the world is bleeding, their souls are leaving, and with the sunset, it tries to forget. Written February 13th, 2002 © on Feb 13 2002 05:21 AM PST, midnite_raver 0 • 10
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