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[pointblanksaint]

searching deep inside yourself
with hopes to find,
something of belonging to,
a someone with importance
and a feeling of,
a time that once was
and seems will never be.
your a perfect person,

but your lying to yourself,
yes, im lying to myself.

this is my last time,
this is your first time.
i should believe the things you say to me,
or you should believe the things i say to you.

your the refuge that i had believed,
would save me from your world decieved.
but still the letters are gone,
and before too long,
ill be far away from you.