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by samantha miller Apr 15, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / other
As i sit I want to talk to you alone, My mouth opens but no words come out As my heart bets faster. Then in a split second, It stops me from breathing, But then i find you and it starts again. Theres one thing i wish for one wish is for you But that wish i know will never come true. But until then I am still wishing that Sweet wish forever and always. Tell death comes over me.