Thursday, November 12, 2009

My heart feels like its being ripped out through my throat. I promised myself that I would never let another persons feelings make me feel this way again, and yet, here I am wishing I could read minds.


So pack up the bags to beat back the clock
Do I let her sleep or should I wake her up?
You said,
"We both go together if one falls down."
Yeah right,
I talk out loud like you’re still around.

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