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Thursday, July 7, 2011

Everything doesn't seem right. Everything I do, fall apart.
Questioning, fixing. I don't think that'll help.
Calm me, let me breath. 
Let me taste the salty sorrow that you weep.
Badly. I need you badly.
Haunt my every dreams. Just let them sunk below the sea.
You are not alone, I need you like air to my lungs.

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