You've been lost.
And it breaks me every time,
every time I remember that you were lost.
You've been tortured,
you've been breathing without finding the air
you thought you can't escape pain.
You don't know what to do,
you don't know what to do with yourself.
You've been trapped,
and now they set you free.
Now you've been found.
24.6.09
Killed by
Noran Bakrie
at
10:41 PM
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