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Jul 17, 2005 18:58

And im breathing in the scent of your cologne. As I savor every last scent as if they were my last words. But theres nothing to break the fall of my broken heart except this pavement that I stand apon. These eyes are worn so old from staring at your pictures. This distance seems dreadful. Im pushing you farther away because this heartbreak is the kind you feel when you fall in love to young..
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