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by Emma Nov 3, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / other
The feeling of your touch Sends shivers down my spine The pain is just to much Now you've crossed the line Just keep away from me Or else i wont stay here If you don't you will see The pain will come in tears My heart is made from paper scraps I hold it in my hands My tears make all of it calapse And that i can not stand