Sunday, March 13, 2011

Love battle

I cannot take this anymore. I'm sorry but I've got to move on with my own life. You're my brown eyed girl. The scars remind me that the past is real. I remember what you wore the first time. Show me what its like like and teach me wrong from right. This time, this place, misused mistakes. Too long. Too late. Who am I to make you wait? You don't know how you met me. You don't know why you can't turn around and say goodbye. Do it to me a good time. I see our time has gotten frail. Paranoia is all I've got left.

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