1.18.2010

Be(lie)ve

I hate walking this path, I hate walking each of this steps once more. Each one of them brings me a memory, and all together they make an awful chain of memories.
I hate all of that
I hate all of this
I don't hate nor I love, I just live
Do I just live? Or am I just surviving?

"Beneath the stains of time
the feelings disappear"

Beneath the stains of time, I live, I love.

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