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Mar 2012
Shes so incredably ******.
every thought.
every breath.
shes a slave of her own mind.
a prisoner of her thoughts.

shes not okay.
you ****** her over.
she loved you, and to you,
that didnt mean a thing.

shes my bestfriend.
but its more then that.
shes my soul.
she understands me.

she believes my pain,
she endures my thoughts.
she puts up with me.

and for that, i love her.
i need her to stay in this hell with me.
everything is for her.
Little Wing
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Little Wing
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