Tuesday, November 17, 2009

I Need My Indepence.

I hate being reliant on medications. This is unfair.

And one day we will die
And our ashes will fly from the aeroplane over the sea
But for now we are young
Let us lay in the sun
And count every beautiful thing we can see
Love to be
In the arms of all I'm keeping here with me, me

I'd be happier dead right now.

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