[w c 2525]: 454.The wonder of Two years

Here's the last week for u!
Current mood: blank


Running against us.
Pacing the entrance, holding us in.
Manipulating,
Penetrating,
Deep within the fortress of our happiness. 
Pained and alone.
Cold and without love.
Marked with anger and deciet.
They are fighting us and telling us that WE are the ones...
Who do wrong! 
That WE are the ones...
Who bring the pain upon ourselves!
Whether or not it is true,
Matters very little.
No matter what, we shall stick together.
Even through all the torment and pain of today,
As it sucks the life and love from our aching and crying bodies.
Nothing we can do makes it better.
Only more pain comes.
Obstacles.
Knawing at us.
The only way out is to seperate.
A fate far worse than death.
An empty home with no love.
A controlling place with no movement aloud.
We are locked and cannot be free.
What a devestating end this could turn out to be.