My ears are covered, yet the screams sre louder
The world is paused, but somehow moves faster
I closed the book, but the end's coming sooner.
I never saw a butterfly, and I've never seen a beginning. There is only a strange circle of workong out. We all lose. I am no great man and my life was a lie
Feb 17, 2014
Feb 17, 2014 at 6:30 AM UTC
My ears are covered, yet the screams sre louder
The world is paused, but somehow moves faster
I closed the book, but the end's coming sooner.
I never saw a butterfly, and I've never seen a beginning. There is only a strange circle of workong out. We all lose. I am no great man and my life was a lie
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