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another time not yet alone i wouldnt carebut sitting here on the edge of your bed ghost are haunting mefollowing my steps can i ever leave them be..

once upon a time a girl ran towards the sunshe leaped mountains like hurtlesskipped over the lakes and chased that ball of flamesthe world flew by..

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im alonehes coughing up colors nowtook too much he took to muchand i cant save himbutt ill hold his head upfor as long as i cankiss me with those ..

cant help itill march onhead up high ill keep going f**k it all i made my choice forever mineill be your girlbad broadbabe you havent seen it yet..

move slow baby move slow keep your head up high smile held tight laugh a little louder it will be all right just another disappointment move slow..

the office is cold dark im alone trying my best to lie on the couch my mind racing emotions battling each other for control of my heart sadness n..

chapter four.smoke & azuraesmoke was in the bed roomliving here for a year with his step sisterone morning i wokealarm bang bang bangwait thats no..

this screen is glaring i cant think my fingers are pressing pressing my throughts screaming for relief what to write what to write nothings comin..

was it enough to just be your friend sitting there i craved the taste of your skin the feel of your skinny arms wrapped tight then you were there ..