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2002-04-28 @ 6:31 p.m.
sick
sick
sick
pathetic
clueless
hateful
you
you
you
make me these things
i love you
but
i'll die
lying.
come on
come on
come on
see me again
fucking
hold me
with passion
and extinguishe
the flame
of my heart
with your wet kisses
smother me
in love
and i will die happy
and whole
or just leave
me
alone
to mend my bleeding
heart.
and broken soul
and i'll move on
i don't
want you to be
gone....
I wrote that 2 months ago. i don't feel that bad anymore. progress is a beautiful thing. i can be such a psycho.