23.09.11

Strings

Everytime you turn me down, all the little strings inside of me break. the break so easily, so all the strings that held me together now loosen and i seemto fall apart, all the strings that conected me to something now leave me standing there alone. Left out in a crowd of people hold together by strings, knowing what to do and me inside of them alone, unable to do anything, to find a new string to connect to anything. Until you come along and act like the prince with the white horse and save me from this what only you could get me in.
You can get me in you can get me out im on my own.


Vorschau für ein paar Bilder die ich noch bearbeiten muss zu nem ALbtruam von mir ^^





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