PCY
Saturday, November 14, 2009
14 November
I feel sick. I didn't work. I didn't movie. I didn't eat out.
Body's temp warm, but I'm not doing anything about it.
Promises get broken.
Things never get cleared up.
And sweetest thing, memories fade with time.
What remains?
We all know. :)
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