silent as the grave

[insidehereyes]

i wont say a word. not a whisper. your best layed plan, is my best kept secret. you might see me, maybe we'll run into each other. yeah, ill be stumbling down the sidewalk, and you'll be fine...words turn to fire and ill burn alive. a shy smile, and a weak-end heart. and if its one thing im used to, its being let down.

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though words they mean so little to me...

[anonymous]

i once had a garden filled with flowers that grew only on dark thoughts. but they need constant attention. and one day i decided i had better things to do.

sorry to see you, or anyone, like this. hope you are able to cheer up soon. even though we cant say hello, happy holidays...