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Wednesday, April 19, 2006

that rope was once strong .
that rope was once the only thing i ever had , my life ring that i cletched on whenever i felt like i was drowning .
today , that rope is a thread .
a thin lil thread , threatening to break anytime .
quarrels after quarrels , i opened that door .
the door to my heart .
quarrel after quarrel , you still entered that door , and things would go back to normal .
but now , you're the one who doesn't want to enter it .
you shut me out of your life .
i've come this far .
i'm not going to back out now .

8:31 PM
music is my life


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