If you find one, please let me know what piece I've lost

Jan 21, 2011 01:45

Fleeting, broken down ways to excommunicate. We don't argue, we don't fight the ancient and outdated. Accepting the fate that drives us to disaster..
Fighting for a chance... Screaming for a way through the endless crowds pushing us apart. All the secrets slipping out, frayed by all the truths I've hid away.
I wish I could run away. I wish I could disappear from such history. The long nights I couldn't sleep, the feeling that never seems to fade, the joy, the happiness, the sting once it ends, all the realities that never seem to fit into the desire itself. The absence expands when the happiness betrays. The only thing left is the ache.
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