I love....
I love when all youve had and known. And came to love. Is ripped from under your feet and into the hands of others. And theres not one damn thing you can do about it. Not cry. Not scream. Hot hurt yourself. Not anything. Because no matter what you will never have that back. I love that you kill yourself over that, that you do all you can to have that one thing thats changed your life. Thats made everything better. I love when you see those visions in your head. Of what can happen to taht thing. And I love when they all coem true. And I love when you break down because you cant take it anymore. Well Im off now.
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