Stay Strong

June 15, 2008
She's impervious to thee world's soft decay, but she's an empty existance. Love has striken to hard in the past. Now isolation has found her, gaping and harsh. She's completely lost sight of her passion and its once brilliant splendor. She configurated herself in fits of rage. In her eyes 'hope' is an illusivee idea. Deep inside she's lost, grasping, confused and despairing.

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