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Re: Dirty Little Secrets. -
March 30th 2009, 03:14 AM
I hate you because you love him more than me and I do more for both of you than he ever has. I thought I was past trying so hard for you. But I guess that little girl of me never really left, no matter how many times I tried running her away.
Yesterday I saw you kissing tiny flowers
But everything that lives is born to die
And so I say to you that nothing really matters
And all you do is stand and cry.
Music is life. Start living.
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