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:50 My dreams lately have been uncomfortable love situations. Terrible emotions that wake me feeling like suicide, questioning that which is the answer. Bringing up past ghosts replaced by new souls of my own illusions wrapped in my darkest insecurities of loss, like dead summer roses with the love note still attached and faded. people that care rip out my heart -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tuesday, 9th of September, 2003 21:59 A few small drops of time in a bucket of peace and joy is all that separates us from what we will have.
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