i am me.an unknown person.anonimous,for ever to be blamed for something that i couldn't do...
lost a part of me,feeling empty on the inside, because i have to pay instead of being forgiven.
this is not what's love about.forgive and forget, but no...instead let's hurt each other, blame
and curse...stupid lovers,can't you forgive? ohhh it's done...and gone...yes i understand but
what about the feelings? Erase? yes/no i don't know. i want my heart back. i want no regrets, no
sadness, please don't go. and still, there's nothing to forget, to lose in time, to throw to
the garbage bin, to hate, to cry for, to wait...it's only empty, rotten.close the door. but give
me the key. because i miss...just wait and see...it will come back. i can barely stand the
sensations...kissing and bitting...god it hurts on the inside.confused; don't disappear! don't
take it away! don't! please don't kill...don't...don't go...it's small and rotten... i'll close
the door and throw the key...you'll regret that.let me love you, hug you, kiss you, let me do it.
because i miss...
















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nobody cares if you're miserable, so you might as well be happy...
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To live is to die!
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A very good work.
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... often when I write I am trying to make words do the work of line and colour. I have the painters sensitivity to light. Much (and perhaps the best) of my writing is verbal painting. ~Elizabeth Bowen~
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To live is to die!
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I like it a lot, I can tell it has a lot behind it.
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... often when I write I am trying to make words do the work of line and colour. I have the painters sensitivity to light. Much (and perhaps the best) of my writing is verbal painting. ~Elizabeth Bowen~
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To live is to die!
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... often when I write I am trying to make words do the work of line and colour. I have the painters sensitivity to light. Much (and perhaps the best) of my writing is verbal painting. ~Elizabeth Bowen~
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... often when I write I am trying to make words do the work of line and colour. I have the painters sensitivity to light. Much (and perhaps the best) of my writing is verbal painting. ~Elizabeth Bowen~
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To live is to die!
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