Thursday, May 15, 2003

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and there's not enough room in this world for my pain. signals cross and love gets lost and time past makes it plain. of all my demon spirits, i need you the most. i'm inlove with your ghost"

loving ghosts of course is always futile. try telling yourself that in front of the mirror.


margret at Thursday, May 15, 2003


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