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07-21-02
Think about it then...objectively, not out from your own beliefs, or disbeliefs. How could someone who has never seen more of me than text on a screen describe not only what I look like, but the position of my furniture, the color of my wallls...How could he know what I would be doing at a certain time? You promised me the ending would be clear
You'd let me know when the time was now
Don't let me know when you're opening the door
Stab me in the dark, let me disappear |