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throwing world 6:30 p.m. why is it that the world throws me when i am just trying to live? Why can't it be the way I WANT IT? you mean so much to me and i fall apart without you. the moonstone of sorts changes colors like your fickle heart. I only want to understand. Do you want this? my soul? my commentment?? anything? i want to have you in full. Why am i the only one who cares about anything and everything in this world? Why am i the one that seems to be held back b/c i am trying to help you and others? why do i try? help. ~ambrocia Blue~ |
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