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Untitled (this isnt finished yet)

There's more to this that you should know,
I've been perfecting letting myself go.
I always liked the way my blood looked on my hands,
There's just something about knowing something is still inside of you.
Because sometimes I'm really not sure.

I'm so tired of all the things I can't figure out,
I've been so fed up with myself I don't have anyone right now.
And our romance is like an old book,
With the pages all torn out, that's how I feel now.

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Written June 13th, 2005

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  • SilentEscape23
    June 14, 2005
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    well its a great piece of work in progress...

    ~Laura~


  • Sunless
    June 13, 2005
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    he.. i know that this isn't done.. but you have me. you will always have me. even if we never see each other again. you know where iam if you need me. and if i lookd hard enough,.. i could probably find your house too...
    i love you, you are my best friend and you mean the world to me.
    you kmnow my number. call me if you ever need me.. even if it for the stupidest things.. like what color you should die your hair. i will always be here for you no matter what
    cat~
    I LOVE TO LOVE YOU!!