Imagine waking up to the sound of a scream.
Imagine walking around like a zombie when you find...
You say that you love me so much that you would...
I hear you creep
around at night...
*I don\'t know if this is really a poem, it don\'t...
Sometimes there are things that we take for...
Your only three years oolder than me,
But yet it seems like less...
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It's once you've lost everything that your free to do anything. |
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I'm madder than a Keebler Elf being demoted to a fudge packer. |
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How can you give away a heart that is not whole? Or a heart that has never been healed? Or a heart thats been broken so many times that there is nothing left? |