I guess the time is really here.
Been told by others, myself, but not by my heart.
What do you do when you keep finding yourself in the same place?
A place you don't want to be.
Knowing that there is nothing you can do. Unable to change others.
I guess the time is really here to roll in the shards of broken glass.
There will be blood. Pain. Scars.
Regret.
Jan 17, 2012
Jan 17, 2012 at 10:59 PM UTC
I guess the time is really here.
Been told by others, myself, but not by my heart.
What do you do when you keep finding yourself in the same place?
A place you don't want to be.
Knowing that there is nothing you can do. Unable to change others.
I guess the time is really here to roll in the shards of broken glass.
There will be blood. Pain. Scars.
Regret.
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