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Jan 12, 2010
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The mess you made
You love me, you hate meYou want me, you break meI've fallen, you're sorryYour words are emptyIt was my heartI fixed itYou have no rightTo say shitAnd this timesThe last timeJust know it'sMy last try I'm feeling slowHelp me to growAndI'm feeling downTurn me aroundHelp me, help me I've patched me upBe careful with meI'm sorry,No more paper macheHeartsYou've worn me out You wear meOn your sleeveAnd I bleed so easyIm just a stainBut you canStill have me
— Breakinglogic, Jan 12, 2010
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Breakinglogic
16 years 2 months ago
Hey indi, Thank you for the
magics02
16 years 2 months ago
where are youuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
Damo
16 years 2 months ago
I love the last half -
Breakinglogic
16 years 2 months ago
Thank you damo, I appreciate
blistered-pen
16 years 2 months ago
That first half is SO
Breakinglogic
16 years 2 months ago
Hey blistered-pen, thanks