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Sep 07, 2005 21:41


And oh heartache, how you tear me apart. Take my weaknesses and fill them with hope. Why can't they just see my weakness is you?  Pour me a hot glass of strength to cover my ice cold bitterness of luck.  My lucky star, wished upon and sent away into the infinite darkness, blown up and shot back like an arrow to the heart.  Hurt me, hurt me so deep I can feel the pain and sorrow throughout my body.  Knock me down, eat me up, and spit me out.  Oh heartache, that's what you're best at.

<3 Me.
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