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Sunday, August 1, 2010

I'll try to heal your broken heart with all that I can,
will you stay. Stay awake forever.

How do I live without the ones I love,
when I have so much to say and you're so far away.

If time's going to heal the wounds,
what is going to heal time? The time without you.

So here I am walking down the alleys we used to walk,
hearing the song we used to listen,
reminiscing,
wondering why have you gone so far.

So far away.
And I need you to know,
time flips away the broken pages.


killed me at 2:48 AM



Saturday, July 31, 2010
The greatest fall.

And some say this can't be real
And I've lost my power to feel tonight
We've all been victims of a crime
When all is gone and cannot be regained
we cannot seem to shelter the pain inside

Victims of a crime
Living with this crime

I'm missing you


killed me at 3:38 AM



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