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In essence I live alive in your presence but in life I fail to presume the evidence of your lack of affection with themes of aggression and a fairy tale turned into fact rather than staying fiction with time passing in an instant this mere digression has taken it's own toll to an end so lets stay friends and please make amends on our past and present our present with a gift of a new series of events events turned into reoccurrences, turned into habits, turned into needs needs that feed from our soul and embed themselves to becoming a new whole but this cynical cycle never fails to stifle a back and forth resonance of air that only prevails with a broken heart and a face a tear drop falling with a steady pace, a warm hand and a voice, "I made a mistake" events reoccurrences habits needs
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Apr 21, 2010
Apr 21, 2010 at 3:28 PM UTC
Mistake
In essence I live alive in your presence but in life I fail to presume the evidence of your lack of affection with themes of aggression and a fairy tale turned into fact rather than staying fiction with time passing in an instant this mere digression has taken it's own toll to an end so lets stay friends and please make amends on our past and present our present with a gift of a new series of events events turned into reoccurrences, turned into habits, turned into needs needs that feed from our soul and embed themselves to becoming a new whole but this cynical cycle never fails to stifle a back and forth resonance of air that only prevails with a broken heart and a face a tear drop falling with a steady pace, a warm hand and a voice, "I made a mistake" events reoccurrences habits needs
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rara-tintin
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Apr 21, 2010
Apr 21, 2010 at 3:28 PM UTC
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