| Locked away. |
[30 Nov 2008|11:33pm] |
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mood |
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music |
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Twilight OST. |
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"Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does; even for me."
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