Sunday, July 06, 2008

Afraid

Sometimes I couldn't understand why I'm sad and afraid. I'm even afraid of writing this down on my usual blogs. No one knows this is still up. No one except Kait knows the insomniac is up and about. Lucid and aware.

Aware that I'm afraid.


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