Sunday, January 11, 2009

Empty

Are we human or are we dancers?
My sign is vital, my hands are cold
And I'm on my knees looking for the answer.






School is on tomorrow.
More yawning and trying to clip up hair sessions.
Life is back to becoming a mundane cycle.
But somehow I'm looking forward.
Anyway,
I.need.to.get.back.on.track.
Got.to.start.mugging.

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