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Sep 12, 2006 21:51

Time is slipping through my hands like water. I try to hold it, and it spills over and dries up. I try to drink it, but my hand is not an adequate cup. I have everything I want, nothing that I need. I am not fulfilled and I am not content. It was my birthday last week, but everything felt wrong. I miss you, I miss every one of you ( Read more... )

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itybritycracker September 14 2006, 20:16:41 UTC
I miss you!
&I love you!

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