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Re: Dirty Little Secrets. -
August 6th 2009, 05:19 AM
I wanted to throw up that ice cream I just ate. But Im too weak to do it.
Im so angry at you because I cant talk to you but Im angry at myself too because I'm too weak to bring it up and fix it.
Yesterday I saw you kissing tiny flowers
But everything that lives is born to die
And so I say to you that nothing really matters
And all you do is stand and cry.
Music is life. Start living.
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