So I am remembering now how I truly loved everything that ever caught my glance even the mean and ugly, so I'm constantly making love to it all I used to repress and so I'm so divided.. now I see I am the one painting faces on all of my fingers and calling them 'friend' i won't hold back anymore, even my parents, i love even that sorrow that became this, i love who is it that planted this craziness in my heart? forever thanks to that one
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Posted - Dec 29 2008 : 5:27:50 PM
