no strings to attach no ground braking moments disposed in a trash but on my floors I've got "crushed up papers in a stack" trying to write us a chapter not written in black,why haven't you returned my calls "please answer" is this all just your picture on my walls to remind me of how to fall in your eyes begging all,all that my heart desires thinking that I'm that long liver but now I shiver without you as a giver of love, why am i open to greet sad hugs but in happiness my tears hit the rugs.I'm taking pictures beside a frame wanting to see if there ever was a fault,I searched and didn't find your heart,I guess there were some flaws in my mind after all because I'm still thinking about you...
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