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Friday, January 16, 2009
♥ 9:02 PM



Pulled taut like a string, we're strained, we're running away, we're leaving...
we broke.

You can’t play on broken strings
You can’t feel anything
That your heart don’t want to feel
I can’t tell you something that ain’t real

It was poetry in motion, it was a picture out of a book.
I don't love you anymore, I don't even want to see you, I want you to evacuate out of my life asap. You're worth nothing, I wasted too much time and energy on you only to be repaid this way. What I feel for you falls short of nothing of hate.

Oh the truth hurts
And lies worse
I can’t like it anymore
And I love you a little less than before

... you lied.
No more love.



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