Pencil sketchings and lip crashings
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Ever get the feeling,
that you're starting to miss who you used to be?
Miss the feeling that you felt, the penknives that you used, and the tears that you cried?
Ever get the feeling that,
the person in the mirror isn't really all that familiar anymore.
But you can't really place when she started to change.
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