the nineteenth.

It used to hold much meaning to us initially, but gradually...we seemed to have lost it.

Life has been tasteless recently; plainly revolving around work and more work. I am now like a crippled old lady without her clutches to aid her in her walking.

At times, I think about the happy times which we spent, the not-so- happy times, the frozen state and last, the quarrels.

Teach me how to be strong and independent.

Shayna sang @ 5:25 PM

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