perfection is leaving. Slowly fading. I am leafed with reality. Pain. love. Fights. Its hard. I see downfalls beggining. And being fixed with a waek bandaid of hope. Hidden secrets lie. Masked by what seems best. Trying to keep it easy. Simple. Who knows whats right anymore. Is it all going to crash down heavaly on my head? or heart. I bend and
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and poetry helps the soul
no doubt about it
i love you darling, call me if you need anything
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Life is busy, but i miss you. We will chill...eventually. Life will never be this hectic in San Flan Capiflano. =)~
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