Thursday, September 2, 2010

What To Put Inside An Armoire



I assure you that I can no more .-


As I watched the scenery blur passed through me on the train, my mind began to say: No is the solution, escape is not.
I was crazy, now it is.
I decided to get away from everything, I went back to black.
And that has consequences.


(...)
Guess.
My seatmate is called Death, what a coincidence, no?

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