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Sunday, May 25, 2008

Teardrops on my guitar.

She'd better hold him tight, give him all her love
Look in those beautiful eyes, & know she's lucky cos'

You left me with no way out, forced me back to that one thing that I was so afraid of, yet I always found temporary relief in it.

So I felt the familiar pain. As the adrenaline coursed through my body, I watched, as crimson from deep within, poured.

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