Afternoons run for cover and full moons just wonder
I could rage like a fire and you'd bring rain I desire
Till you get to me on my morningside

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Monday, January 26, 2009, 2:40 PM

I'm at my wits end and I just kept on crying. I'm not afraid of death nor dying. I shall grant your wish now, taking a gamble. Maybe dying can really solve the problems, everything