Monday, 17 March 2008
07:41:19 PM (GMT)
I'm sitting in the computer lab. it is 3:35. there is nothing to do I here the sound
of the clock as it slowly tick's away. secound's minutes and befor I know it the time
has complealt consumed me I can not breath.... I fill my hole life pass me buy and
yet I can not move... forward, or back. I am but a pon... my moves mean nothing but
to serv a higher power to protect the queen even if it mean's that I have to die....
for this game that mean's so mutch to so little.. but like the marbel I am cold life
les and I put that smiel back on my face. just one more move and I can be free or is
this on repeat over and over I will play holding on praying wainting the bell ring's
and I'm finaly released from this hell I'm free... but for what to go into a world
where ppl only see what they can get not the beauity of what sarounds them and what
they could lose in a split second... so hold on hold on.
Last edited: 1 October 2008