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 Posted: Sun Nov 01, 2009 6:52 am
Crosspaths
I want to hug you but no can do
I wanted to be sweet to you but I'm so bitter to you
I had to do this to you so I can know you
But my dear, you too is also insincere.
We are too young to feel
So we had to be numb and to be real
If I could only wish again…
I'd wish to fall back into your arms and be in love again.
Your sweetness has poisoned my bitter cold heart
I never thought you are this someone…
Someone who could soften it…
Like a feather I feel so light, so in delight.
If one day our paths would cross each other
I'd promise I would never let go…
So now, we wish at the same star
And promise that we will grow and we will know how far.
-i hope people would read my garbage art...
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Posted: Sun Nov 01, 2009 7:37 am
garbage works are meant to be unread!!! emo
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 11:51 am
It...sounds like you're trying to be this dark, embattled character, but having someone care a bit just made that hard. I kinda resonate with it, though I can't remember why I ever wanted to be that dark, embattled character.
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