Tuesday, April 7, 2009


Terror rises within me at the most peaceful times.

"No Thoughts Within Her Head But Thoughts of Joy.
No Dreams Within Her Heart But Dreams of Love."

Last night, my dreams were haunted by the utmost hopelessness and fear.
I don't understand it.
Whenever I'm angry and sad, I dream only good things.

Maybe I can't be happy in both worlds at the same time.

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