another faceless voice. "i'll remember you and i will cry when some lucky girl realizes how perfectly soft you are. i don't even want to know about your life after me." its just another sad song of a broken lover who brought this all upon herself. myself: sometimes i wish we were both different people so that there would be hope that things could work between us. there are parts of you that are so simply perfect but there are parts of you and i that just can't live in harmony without the need to tear each other into ratted pieces of broken souls. too many broken too many us, you, and i. sometimes i still dream about the things we did these are the good memories that lay themselves inside of scars we left each other. these are things that will heal you. im so afraid to sew these words because this is still hurting you need to move on as much as i dont want you to as much as i dont want to hurting we need to move on.
07.11.05                                      so fucking st e r  i   l    e  .
stop plagiarism.
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