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If I have to get over you.. I have too forget about you. And... Our smiles. Our laughs. And... Our tears. Our fears. But that's what I have too do... Just to forget about you... But I can't. No matter how much pain and regret I have. I am still in this untwining bind. The string attached, the chains holding me down. Your a big part of who I am. In the present and hopefully my future. Your the fog in my eyes, the sight I have. My heart was pure, but your welcoming blackness took over. Your the voice in my mind, controlling what I think. Just know I'm on my brink.
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Mar 3, 2014
Mar 3, 2014 at 10:01 AM UTC
Blinded, Unwanted
If I have to get over you.. I have too forget about you. And... Our smiles. Our laughs. And... Our tears. Our fears. But that's what I have too do... Just to forget about you... But I can't. No matter how much pain and regret I have. I am still in this untwining bind. The string attached, the chains holding me down. Your a big part of who I am. In the present and hopefully my future. Your the fog in my eyes, the sight I have. My heart was pure, but your welcoming blackness took over. Your the voice in my mind, controlling what I think. Just know I'm on my brink.
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Mar 3, 2014
Mar 3, 2014 at 10:01 AM UTC
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