February 21, 2010

I Don't that I shouldn't

Why I envy when I have nothing to do with you in the first place, I know its abstract but let it sink to your thoughts, I'm not the wrong one to tell you that this is so, The wind has sand swaying in whirlwinds of autumn leaves.. I hate you..

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