Random Thoughts

Published Monday, October 22, 2007 by becs in  

Down Emerald hill, i picked my head up.
Clouds over moon.
my mood swinging hard.

i need a change, a turning point.
Being his shadow for all this while.
Everything is far away.
Everything is a copy of a copy of a copy.

''Fuck damnation. Fuck redemption. We
are God's unwanted children, with no
special place and no special
attention, and so be it.'' Tyler

i dont even know what am i now.


Resurrection, is all i need.

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