From behind locked doors.
Can we disappear?
Saturday, October 9, 2010
you.
you make me live in a world that is not my own.
it belongs to you now.
But my world however, belongs to no-one of the sort.
my world, your world.
our world.
give me your world, and I swear I'll take care of it.
I will take care of you.
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