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10-09-2007, 09:26 PM
Jyup. Dot dot dot. >.<
Hello
The fingertips iced over, the feeling faded
told myself I'd be happy just to make a clean break
I remember feeling like I was going mad
going to sleep with the urge to destroy
Told myself I'd be happy to be completely rid of you
every last trace
a line of something unfamiliar running down my face
No matter how you try to escape,
you won't get what you desire
No matter how you scream,
that which is broken can never be put together again
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