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May 07, 2005 00:24

you take all the love i am capable of feeling,
and you infest it with your sick disease.

awkward thoughts haunting me..

i have words.

i have love.

i have beauty.

watching the passion rise from the ashes..
seeing what it means to feel,
to love,
to be,
to exist for but short moment in time.

i dream a million dreams just to keep you here,
in hopes someday you see me too.
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