GShe said "No one is alone the way you are alone."
And you held her looser than you would’ve if you ever could've known.
Some things tie your life together,
With slender threads and things to treasure.
Days like that should last and last and last.
But you've already lost.
But you've already lost.
But you've already lost.
When you only had barely enough of her to hang on.
Hang on.
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Therefore, Mr/Miss
Human-Ingesting Being, if you completely finish digesting her it
will be like the worst than the biggest mood swing in the entirety of
my life, and I would be left with nothing but multiple wrist scars from
"trying to make the pain go away". And as you must know, cutting
oneself could not possibly feel very good, though it is nothing to
losing a most important person.
So I implore you, Mr/Miss Human-Ingesting Being, cease your digestive
functions and release Carmina. Please?
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If only I knew whether that was true...
(a basic recording of boring daily events. not too much philosophical value to be had. really, i'm not even trying.)
Saturday, February 02, 2008
How much longer...?
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