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These scars that I wear across my face deeper down then you can see like invisible little pin ****** hold the secrets to a life spent living through love every bad choice or sadnesses is compounded by a million happinesses they hang together like the stars in the skies some twinkle and some some implode succking half my life with them huge black spiralling abyss’ made from the need to exist in my own right away from the impression I made wether good or bad was made because you chose to believe I was one or the other but why can’t I be both I THINK I AM DROWNING IN MY OWN EYES REFLECTED IN YOURS as you look at and process what you see but what do you see…. a pause then silence .
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Aug 18, 2010
Aug 18, 2010 at 5:52 AM UTC
An Open Letter To...
These scars that I wear across my face deeper down then you can see like invisible little pin ****** hold the secrets to a life spent living through love every bad choice or sadnesses is compounded by a million happinesses they hang together like the stars in the skies some twinkle and some some implode succking half my life with them huge black spiralling abyss’ made from the need to exist in my own right away from the impression I made wether good or bad was made because you chose to believe I was one or the other but why can’t I be both I THINK I AM DROWNING IN MY OWN EYES REFLECTED IN YOURS as you look at and process what you see but what do you see…. a pause then silence .
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sally-farrell
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Aug 18, 2010
Aug 18, 2010 at 5:52 AM UTC
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