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by emily mackay Apr 20, 2009 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
Throw away the knifes and the broken blade treat me as a child dig me into my grave throw out the porblem that gently rips your heart when you get a descion your completely back at the start take away my trust sezie apon another mind compare your broken child to a mental one in time lean against the answer that always triggers yes and if a no shall appear we still do not address memorys do not repeat shall it break another heart never face the problem or attempt a missing part fine is a word that you expect over time it just another word for you another dotted line so when you awake one morning haunted by the problem you threw away the breathe you kept to gasp took your child away.