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Mar 31, 2010 16:11

Here I sit sipping my tea,
Wondering if you'll think of me.
It's hard for me to say
by what rules you choose to play
I just keep finding pieces of myself
and they're all wasting away.

A starved figure eyes this room
Once healthy and fit now no longer fit for a groom,
Too slender, too thin, what kind of state is she in?

An icy chill hits me still once in ( Read more... )

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pandithebear April 2 2010, 18:57:56 UTC
I love you soooooooo much. And this is really really great.

Mmmm~ <3

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tickcot April 2 2010, 23:52:00 UTC
D'aaawwww thanks. <33

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