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She walks the streets |
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Withered hearts cry bittersweet blackened tears caused by their own naïve necessity and optimism for love and redemption to be within their grasp. |
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A heart not beating doesn't have to feel. |
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+.+I sit there over his dead body, but the tears won't come. Not when they're all around, I can't let my friends see that I'm hurting. Why can't they just leave?? {[I]/Want\[to]/mourn\[in]/peace\}+.+ |
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I'm not really sure how to move on. |
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Fame comes and goes, stars rise and fall, but dreams live on forever* I'm a star so when you see me make a wish* R.I.P Jessica |
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Its bad when te world takes a life. |
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I sit there weeping.... weeping... |
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Sacrafices must be made to do whats right no matter how much it may hurt |
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Seeing you, chills seep through my spine, |