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Jun 09, 2006 02:12

There is a heart in it for you - if you came to get it. Remember that. There is one made out of chrome once you are gone. It will not melt, like I, into the clockwork on my wall, or turn the the sunlight suddenly to screws. There are no cuts here but one incision. I am punching the bed because of you.

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hold_me_harder June 9 2006, 12:43:43 UTC
(there are never words)

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ravenhairedboy June 11 2006, 04:08:00 UTC
When you find enough strength, let go, if it's not worth anything.

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ningen_shinri June 12 2006, 07:16:31 UTC
I think I'll be fine, I just need some more time than I have. ^^() I wish I couldn't have been so melodramatic, but I needed to be, which is why I left it up I think. This is one of those feelings that I have to respect.

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