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To Dream, To Die

I think my situation is finally sinking in. I wish I wasn't stuck inside of this pathetic skin. To dream, to die Is it all the same? A limbo where I only whisper your name...

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Date: 2/6/2010 10:19:00 PM
When you can still whisper someone's name that means you're still believing in hope. Hopeless is nameless in disguise. This is a unique one, Jessica. Nice sharing this.(^_^) Noel N. Villarosa
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