a work in progress..pin them to my heart, lest i forget, your empty words that filled emptier silences. with each pulse, the needle recalls throbbing, through tissue and paper it slices. i could grow used to this pain, anything constant is a welcome change when you rip away all that you had me believe it's only this hurt that remains, i'll hold on to it only because it grips back.a work in progress..
should my misconfidence falter, and should my judgement slip from their hands i can adapt to a course, however altered making peace, pieces where i land.
Devious Journal Entry
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Peace
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Stand up; I have had enough, Walk away before I finish what you started, Face to face I will put you in your place, End this game before I finish what you started. Face to face everything will change~Trapt
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"Thats what she said last night."
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Henry: I betcha don't know what kind of wood this is.
Radar: Oak.
Henry: Nope, it's oak.
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Btw it's Amber..
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