what they seem, by little_irish_rose
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sometimes sleep can be a sanctuary
at times waking up can hurt
life can be so meaningless
gold can mean as much as dirt
pain can be a blessing
love can be a curse
happiness can mean saddness
you don't know which is worse
hollow owrld
broken heart
tears can tear your world apart
as though we're living in a dream
somethings just aren't what they seem |
| Posted: 2009-01-18 06:23:44 UTC |
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| 2009-01-26 21:07:43 | ray! |
| It's so honest. I really like it! |
| 2009-05-28 13:06:43 | dispersed_sky |
| i am in ur fanlist seriously.....awsum work small but quite true...
Afwah-the rumour |
| 2010-03-10 16:20:31 | Convalescence |
| it's so true all the time. Life seems so much like a dream sometimes, and it hurts to beleive it. |