I used to be me .....real and now am an actor playing a part. My role in society, it was over and I fell from the sky awaiting my end. To save me from the crash; nothing. I was stitches and patches only stitches and patches........my armor. A woven dove falling from its place, my so called home a plant as dead as I. And so I wondered; where would I go, was there a heaven or did I have a place in hell.
This is a quote from a book im writing "My eyes on you".
emo_jerry · Fri Jan 19, 2007 @ 05:42am · 2 Comments
