Wishes and things
Sunday, April 17, 2011
I'm a New Morning
I woke up and wished that I was dead, there's an aching in my head, I lay motionless in bed. I thought of me, and where I'd gone, and the world spins madly on. I DO NOT feel infinite. I haven't in a long time. I can't figure this out.
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