Clear eyes show an empty soul that holds no shame.
How could they?
Look at what you've done.
I'm sick and I can't tell.
I feel pitiless.
Whatever you throw at me wont matter.
It will fall into my dark sea of hopeless oblivion.
Thanks again.

12/03/2001

Posted on 12/03/2001
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