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i seem to be going no where.

i've already lived a thousand years in three weeks of silence.
if love was a switch, mine would be stuck somewhere in the middle. where the light dimly flickers on and off. with perfectly spaced moments of darkness. just enough to catch my breath. but not enough to forget.

im sorry.
so god damn sorry.
i miss that face so bad.

7:28 p.m. - 2006-08-05

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