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one day i hope i will be able to light a match in my brain and with that fire reduce all those painful memories to ash and smoke. one day i hope i will be able to look back upon us -- upon what we were -- and accept that it simply wasn't meant to be. one day i hope i will be able to pick myself up and walk away instead of waiting for your unlikely return. for so long, you have been the ocean, and i have been the helpless boat -- tormented and battered by your ruthless waves. for so long, you were the siren and i was the foolish sailor, being drawn in again and again by your songs. for so long, i was a naive dreamer and you were the stars that i hoped would grace me with their presence. for so long, i was holding on to something that was never real. one day i hope i will be able to get rid of you. and one day i will. (a.m.)
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Aug 31, 2014
Aug 31, 2014 at 12:15 PM UTC
one day
one day i hope i will be able to light a match in my brain and with that fire reduce all those painful memories to ash and smoke. one day i hope i will be able to look back upon us -- upon what we were -- and accept that it simply wasn't meant to be. one day i hope i will be able to pick myself up and walk away instead of waiting for your unlikely return. for so long, you have been the ocean, and i have been the helpless boat -- tormented and battered by your ruthless waves. for so long, you were the siren and i was the foolish sailor, being drawn in again and again by your songs. for so long, i was a naive dreamer and you were the stars that i hoped would grace me with their presence. for so long, i was holding on to something that was never real. one day i hope i will be able to get rid of you. and one day i will. (a.m.)
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Aug 31, 2014
Aug 31, 2014 at 12:15 PM UTC
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