Animus
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
Used Up
Looking back at my foot steps,
I see how small and misdirected they are.
The sights and sounds that echoed around were so full of life and fantasy.
I really felt like I loved someone.
Haha.
Now I need a new muse.
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