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I'm better now. It only hurts when I manage to Breathe. I'll help you pack. Carry to your Volvo. When you leave, I'll either wave back or Throw this stone When I know you're Out of Reach. You thank me for taking Things so well. Remember, only one of us Stopped loving The other. The other Is still the same. Only pale with Pain and shortness of breath. After denial, confusion and Anger, all that's left is Character. Will you scream at the sword As it turns, or laugh Carelessly bleeding out? I'll handle things how I always Have. Carve my features on This stone, so my softness won't Soften you. I'm more than Just a straight face, You know.
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Jun 23, 2014
Jun 23, 2014 at 10:09 AM UTC
This Stone
I'm better now. It only hurts when I manage to Breathe. I'll help you pack. Carry to your Volvo. When you leave, I'll either wave back or Throw this stone When I know you're Out of Reach. You thank me for taking Things so well. Remember, only one of us Stopped loving The other. The other Is still the same. Only pale with Pain and shortness of breath. After denial, confusion and Anger, all that's left is Character. Will you scream at the sword As it turns, or laugh Carelessly bleeding out? I'll handle things how I always Have. Carve my features on This stone, so my softness won't Soften you. I'm more than Just a straight face, You know.
sgholter
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Jun 23, 2014
Jun 23, 2014 at 10:09 AM UTC
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