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I feel like my head is spinning, spinning. And I can't get it to stop. I can't see straight. I can't think. I can't even feel.It's not even like the glass has been cracked, or shattered. It's been crushed into powder. Just shimmery fragments too minuscule to be recognized for what they once were. You can't make glass out of powder. You can't fix it this time. It's too far gone. Too late.
It's much, much too late.
I just want to stand still for awhile and close my eyes. And when I open them again I want to feel peace. Normalcy. I just want things to be the same again.
They can't fall apart now.
Not ever.
It's much, much too late.
I just want to stand still for awhile and close my eyes. And when I open them again I want to feel peace. Normalcy. I just want things to be the same again.
They can't fall apart now.
Not ever.
On Tuesday, July 21, 2009 at 10:48 PM
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