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20 juin 2011 1 20 /06 /juin /2011 00:37

At least when I "had" you I was sad about actual people.

I had somebody to think and wonder about.


Now all I do is be sad about me, myself and I.


And that, is pretty pathetic.


I want light so bright that it would burn my optic nerve, music so beautiful that I would cry, scent so perfect that I would faint.


That would be all.


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