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Jan 31, 2010 11:41

i wish that i could pick you up and fold you like a ribbon. i'd keep you always, and in secret, in the pockets of my clothes.
but this is how i live my life, with all the parts that i was given. this is the heart that i was given, and what you're given can be sold.
remember me the way you knew me best
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