rayofmemory's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ::Fragile:: Fragile Fragile, I was and so were you sitting across from me in the caf� me, holding a cream mug in my hands you, with sunglasses planted on your face shielding me from your soul. I hated those glasses. I felt every need to snatch them from your face. I wanted to see that you loved me and all I stared at was the ugly reflection of me. 1:22 p.m. - 2002-12-04 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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