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the song you once gave the dishonor of branding it our own came on the radio. she tried to keep it on the radio but i refused to let it resurrect a time that i sometimes wish never took place. i sometimes think about those moments that once brought us to near tears because of the beauty within them. and i look back and see them for their full beauty. but after those images resurface, i am reminded of everything else. and its so bitter sweet. this relationship is a level up from love/hate. there were times i saw a whole future. now there are times where i wish you were dead or we could have that back. i want you dead but at the same times in my arms. it changes by the minute. i hope youre dead but also happy.