I tweet as I quit.
I weep as thing goes deep.
We'll meet without greet.
As you hit,I know this is all just another shit!
your image keeps replaying in my brain
and causing severe pain
i am not here in advance of game
the name is getting kind of lame
if only you could see me here
if only i could cheer
i'll wait like a stone
i'll try not to mourn
the breakage, the given up, the rejection, the depression, the desperation,the addiction
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
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