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May 18, 2005 14:19


It seems I am made up of one hundred dying roses.

One by one, each beautiful flower slowly withering.

Each insignificant petal falling.  Diminishing.  To be forgotten forever.

This scent is unbearable, knowing soon it will be perpetually nonexistent.

I think I’m on the edge.

The edge of something catastrophic?  Quite Possibly.

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watch__me_die May 18 2005, 11:35:57 UTC
i feel like...

I LOVE YOU SO FREAKIN MUCH!

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xocasseyox May 18 2005, 13:01:32 UTC
as stupid and cheesy as this may sound . . i feel quite the same

on another note - can't wait to see u friday & saturday lol

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anonymous May 18 2005, 19:44:56 UTC
<3 - fav

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pca_cheerbabii May 19 2005, 16:37:54 UTC
I <3 you Bran <33 Mar-

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lessthanmagical May 20 2005, 21:31:57 UTC
Awe. That made me really sad. :'(

But I <3 you Brandy!

Add me. :)

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