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08:47am | Apr 07, '07 | No Comments
Let me chase you back there, please don't make me fall.
Hands promise bands and soon there will be so much weight resting on the weak spot it will crumble under the pressure.
You don't really see how much it will hurt once I break and then you
Watch me cry on tomorrow.....
Spread out your ashes ....but overall..the wind will mive hthem farther..the bvreathing gets heavier and harder..then nothing means anything really .
Aand practiclallu nmothing seems to haved become the epitomy f everything....Tie the blsck ribbons around my heart.
Do my handcuffs up tight.
You cazn't let klove excapeyou b...now that yur heart has been so brutally broken once again.
You always say mit's the last time...and I am always praying, begfging,needi ng god to grant this wish to. We all crumble under pressurwe ..your willpoiower has to outshine captivate, and make sure thast the sky falls again and that in the eventual end yopu jwake up- with his arms wrapped zaruund you...