Monday, July 6, 2009


beautiful as it is, I wouldn't want to repeat today! The sunshine is deceiveing and flowers seem an
illusion. How can they be so happy when I'm so sad! The empty rawness of how alone I truely am is never ceasing. The exhaustion from pretending; 45 years is a long time. I've grown older and edept at hiding , when will the end come and will the sunshine be real then?

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