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Feb 06, 2006 23:07

and i remember. sitting on your bed. and the way the chorus rang through my head. the way my fingers sang the tune. and how i was living that same song. the walls closed me within. my eyes opened up with pure sunlight. i cannot live. i cannot breathe. inless you do this with me. it's hard to wake up. when the shades have been pulled shut. this ( Read more... )

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_rocklobsterrr February 8 2006, 06:02:24 UTC
Everything that you write means something, they aren't just useless pictures of nothings.
I love reading your updats, you are a true artist.

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