The sound of her cry travels through the rain...

Embrace the sadness.
Grief quiets the sound of the beating heart,even if I have no voice...

Fatalism

I have assimilated myself with fatalism, becoming a fatalist.
Getting on with life becomes so much easier.
hate and sadness... Tuesday, 11 September 2012;9/11/2012 12:17:00 am
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