save me from madness, my dear
2013-09-11
So when I look up to the sky, I ask myself. Why do you keep so many secrets? Why won't you answer my questions? Why can't you just look at me and say, "hey, I'm here to help. Even if you can't see me, try to feel me. Try to catch this moment". And then I'll do my best. I will try to survive again. But I need some help from you, so where the fuck are you?
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