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by Curing the Comon Cliche May 11, 2009 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Two sides to the same knife pushes through my heavy chest. I don't know where this is going but I think that it's for the best. Snake eyes in the window and a conversation like a rock. I thought you said you loved me, but it looks like you forgot.
by StandStill
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