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i haven't taken time to write this down, you lived in my head for a while, i tried all the things i could think of, a piece of **** isn't what you are at all but its what i have become. on my own i can do the right thing taking care of the love that raised me that's where i belong, with father and mother, you'll probably never read this at all. i have been away from them so long now, i am failing to exist somehow i've turned inside out, i am not who you wanted. i'm a drunk and a liar, i'm afraid of the future, i am not the man you deserve, this was not meant to be, no fairy tail or Disney, i'm failing to exist. now its time for starting over, it's just the tip of the iceberg, i hope you get what you wanted, it just better be what you need you'll wear a white dress and a smile, i'll be depressed by the sight, though later i'll smile i've started to exist!
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May 31, 2014
May 31, 2014 at 12:04 PM UTC
skipping stones
i haven't taken time to write this down, you lived in my head for a while, i tried all the things i could think of, a piece of **** isn't what you are at all but its what i have become. on my own i can do the right thing taking care of the love that raised me that's where i belong, with father and mother, you'll probably never read this at all. i have been away from them so long now, i am failing to exist somehow i've turned inside out, i am not who you wanted. i'm a drunk and a liar, i'm afraid of the future, i am not the man you deserve, this was not meant to be, no fairy tail or Disney, i'm failing to exist. now its time for starting over, it's just the tip of the iceberg, i hope you get what you wanted, it just better be what you need you'll wear a white dress and a smile, i'll be depressed by the sight, though later i'll smile i've started to exist!
letting go of someone you love can be hard, coming to grips that you're both better off is important.
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May 31, 2014
May 31, 2014 at 12:04 PM UTC
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