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those memories cut deeper than any other knife.

Monday, January 29, 2007

my dearest you once told me,
there's just so much i can give.
but if i can't be the one to hold you,
baby i don't think i could live.

i trusted you with my heart,
i believed you in every way.
but now you're gone so far,
with nothing else to say.

so what should i do now?
there's no one to ask how.

- i feel your tragedy.
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