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Aug 16, 2008 07:56

 the paper said : you want saftey? get a helmet. you want passion? sometimes you have to kiss common sense goodbye and take a chance on love.
so i cut out the words, glued them to board and hid them far away from eyes.
years later i remember making a decision to give 'us' all the chances and effort i could ever muster after pasting it down.
then i think about all those efforts.

wasted.

it is safe to say that i [we] failed miserably at the one thing that truely mattered to me.
hearts made of out glue and painted silver for second place.
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