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it's time for something new

it's just another night of worthless tears

as the haunting Fears creep into my mind,

i'm just Praying they won't succumb to me

as they become our unfortunate reality.

 

when will you ever understand

that our Imperfections have gotten to the best of us;

there's something better for us Apart,

a decision less painful on the heart.

 

how did we get here?

this place which has become our perfect hell--

where the lies keep slipping

and my heartstrings are ripping.

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shanna-howse
Canadian
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Aug 6, 2013
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