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Whatever you do, don’t ever tell me that you love me, again. It hurts more to know that I broke your heart and that it’s still torn apart, than it does to be despised by one whom I’ve cared for.


And Before My Eyes the World Turns Gray

There’s still a picture in my head
Burning my eyes as I pretend to sleep
The sand is gray
As is the grass
The sky
The sun
And he hates me
He hates me

He loves me




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Publicerad 2010-08-11 16:49



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  Anna*
There is such pain in these words and it touches me in a very special way. I wish that you would get a better and more peaceful, loving life than I ever had. I wish you'd never settle for less than being cherished unconditionally.
2010-08-11
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