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Lost days, pictures fade.
Echoes.
Tuesday, June 1, 2010


Every single day, the same words seem to echo through my mind.
The same thoughts, pondered over and over again.
The same questions I ask myself.
The same answer I'll always get.

But I choose to believe, I choose to be optimistic.
I choose to not trust the answer I know will be.
I want to believe I can create what I want.

But as time passes, the hope I have will wither.
Bit by bit, soon anyone would give up.

I want to believe in fate.