Thursday, 12 April 2012

Frank, I feel like collecting my things and leaving.. never coming back again.
You know I'm not a drama fan but for the first time ever my heart has emotionally drowned out.

Give me the peace of your mind, Frank. I have to endure my emotions, Frank. Inject me with your numbness.. Your peace.. I want a truce, Frank ... A truce.

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