tinkerbitchx's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- resale Medium tones falsifying what is said under my breath and inside her head. I keep contained secrets I could never fully untie. I seem to be magical because it looks like I'm loosening my grip. Or maybe it's vulnerability versus slipping out of my mind that makes me see these things. I am dark, but not beautiful. Looking at all the pristine nights in her mind that she never once felt. Skipping from who she's talking about to her self like they were two different people entirely. 7:10 pm - 04-19-03 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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