Deep Poetry: I love it

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Tuesday, September 7, 2010

I love it

dry tears and wet hands seem to confuse everyone why is it hard to see what fell back so special like no one yes i know i can’t seem to move on cause its hard i can’t bounce to a new start and erase what's on the card getting to know myself is just craving for confusion your oblivious and i lost control over my storm of illusion you blinded me and now i cant see who I am anymore i never thought that you could ever sell me out, i moan please wipe away my stains that cover my vain you are like... Sign in to see full entry.

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