i'm running awayfrom shadows? i have no clue.love, lies, doubt, misery and hate.or is it my past i am chasing?too fervent, unwilling to liberatewait, i see people running along!footsteps with or from me i cant really tellso here we go again,life in a skin coffin of fear and suspicionretracing the footprints, no neveranswer the call! hurry, kiss and tell.please stop running, i'll walk with youif we're stuck with the people in this rush hour, then so be it.
Danj
made with glue
4:50 PM
I have a thing for rockets and flying away. Magic. Stars and how beautiful they are. Your eyes. They shine brighter. And light.
Daniel Joshua
Saints rugby
future professional drummer
The greatest tragedy of modern life is that we live our days in quiet desperation.
All our little bottled insecurities are the real issues tormenting us. It is these personal issues, together with our minor everyday problems, that fills a little vaccum in ourselves; a vaccum that determines the goals we set in our lives. How we seperate ourselves from the mainstream fodder.
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