self distructive memorys
the memorys of you haunt me
sending me spiraling down
deeper and deeper into depression
the little thing we did together
made me happy to be here
but nowim on the brink of self distruction
the plans we made
messed up in the shuffle
shuved aside because of revenge
those sacred words sent from your lips
always to replay in my mind
making me wish my ears never reseved…
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Posted on July 5, 2008 at 4:55pm — 1 Comment