Saturday, June 18, 2005

And he said:

"There's no brighter side to this, there's not even dim. There can't be light when I have no sun. . No sun to watch fall asleep. to wake up and rise. no sun for warmth inside. There's nothing good ilet happen. there's nothing good that comes from my hands. Except when you hand was in mine."



And i knew he was sincere.

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