let's escape from hereLet's escape from here- just you and me- to a place where we can be and never be found, outside universal holds. We'll lay upon the sands of time and bask under Venus' glow, lightly kissing till we fall asleep in one another's arms.let's escape from here
The Zoloft Bottle...“Do I go on? Do I shuffle still This mortal coil? Tolerate the fake friends Who feign caring, They say they care But miss my screams for help. Perfect strangers Consumed by rudeness, Always they call me ‘friend’ But never anything more. Am I not fit to be ‘more?’ Am I that inadequate? So I work all waking hours Staying busy to keep from crying. But the tears inside Are drowning my soul. Is it worth fighting for?”The Zoloft Bottle...
Staring into the mirror. Painful eyes. Poor skin. Awkward mouth. Terrible hair. &nbs
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"...solitude is the richness of self."
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