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Nov 06, 2008 23:35


As it hits the ground,
the burst from the pressure is like a stone being thrown into the ocean.
each strike, each splatter has a different meaning.
1.2.3.4.5....
are the lies im leaving behind.
6.7.8.9.10....
are the parts that will never mend.
11.12.13.14.15....
are the thoughts that never came easy.
16.17.18.19.20....
is everything that im missing.
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hardcore_emoeye November 7 2008, 22:34:46 UTC
maybe you should write the lyrics for the band!

love,
shellie

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emo_struckheart November 8 2008, 15:13:22 UTC
hahah im not good enough for your band. just the photos. im all about the photos heeheee.

love,
sarah
:))

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