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st. ides and scraped knees.
*12.12.02* @ *1:17 a.m.*
i had a broken heart last night.
a broken dream tonight.
and i'm wondering
what to expect
for tomorrow.
[i got more than just
that rain they forecasted
for today.]
today's revelation
brings tomorrow's
bitter end.
i don't think i can wake up
to die all over again.