Avi's Writings...: Alone At The Mirror.

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

Alone At The Mirror.

She is depressed because everything's a riff, her existance, her life, like jumping off a cliff, she can't anymore, she hates to pretend, it's a big space of nothing - until the bitter end, She goes to the mirror, in her hand - a knife, it always starts there, there's always a strife, nothing is... Sign in to see full entry.

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