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Monday, October 11, 2010




but nothing been as sure as  

morning, inevitable. 

i'm still yours and that's all 

deaf blind mute so broken, scarred forgotten 

but still yours and that's all 

you remind me what can be, light up my memory 

i'm still yours and that's all

i'll ever need 




you would hate to see me like this  

and i would be so ashamed 

so hard so hard but foolish 

to ever feel alone 

another part completes me 

my stronger side 

the world away but space is nothing compared 

to what we are 



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